lies

The child in the bed brings back memories of my childhood

My father said that life hides a gentle face.

A strong man must have a vision

If you work hard, you’ll be favoured by fate

The white moonlight takes me back to the summer days of my youth.

The hands of destiny push me to run away

The strings of our hearts are entwined tightly

But they deny each other’s thoughts

The moon at night is the light of a stranger

Loneliness climbs layer after layer

We don’t talk on the phone about the rent we owe.

Adults only talk and laugh about tomorrow’s pleasures

And now

The moon’s shadow overlaps the pale beard.

I say to you that the evening stars fly mischievously late at night.

I’ve never disturbed your peaceful sleep

Riding the wind and kissing your face secretly

Building a dreamy fantasy

“Tomorrow we’ll fight through the thorns

To destroy the monsters and wait for the brave prince

I can’t tell you the jokes of fate

As my father once told me