The Song of Father

My son, dear son, the artist of my future Fixing the broken pieces of my every day Breaking the sorrow of the massive turmoil Giving the calm spirit made by the dungeon From your warm little hands, we rode Together with the cause of the love of Narra Pieces of your flowers joined in our laugh In the eyes of many showing joyful smile on us My son, dear son! Let me hold your hand The balloon of yours uttering with the air Your tame eyes figuring crystals in my sight Reaching the rising action of this unknowing occurrence My son! don't look back and stay with papa Don't run! Don't move! Don't follow it! Hold my fist firmly, don't walk away! There it comes! Hit the angel, God's sake! Keep your breath! Oh my son, my dear son feels my hug Don't call the cold air will change you in trouble Show your crystal eyes to ease the pain I command his soul, remain in him, meet me again! My son, how darkly, how painful the end Your story in the world unwritten by your father Looking at you featuring the fairy tale A tale that ended in ever after lonely song!