My static depending on in the gloomy quoin, gains ground looks out this all over the sky star, a night of black, a night of like ink, the black nighttime sky can embezzle all as if, Pandora's evil spirit box on in mine body bank, inside installs the hope which is only remains, but I did not know, did not know does not have the good fortune I should have the hope, I am afraid the defeat, the fear hoped is disillusioned, That is I could not withstand, the sky has put brightly.........