1. The forlorn echo will help me,
And the hidden secrets will inspire me!

2. Restless from anxiety,
And a storm embraces me intensely.

3. And the countryside of art precedes it with its expansion.
The heights pull me towards the current,

4. And my heart is steadfast in war alone.
We have endured zealous times:

5. In order to be silent its aid is prepared.
Armies of silk have attacked us,

6. And their exterior covers it with affection.
The logic of our patience ignites a flame,

7. Its motives judge us with rejection.
Despite the hatred I sculpted its meanings,

8. I demolish the blind frenzy’s persistence!