The speed of my automobile exclusively Depends on the wheelman which earth born Crave where the passengers await it destination, Seeing an endless road ahead. Every four years is its renewal with the Hope of getting to the promise terra-firma Where the Israelites peregrinate to With despondency from it adversaries. Only the strong survive to drive the car twice.
Oh! My wrecked car needs help; Oh! My foolhardy driver needs help The despoiled car got it wound from exterior Forces; where there is no necessity for protect, Asthenic tyre dawdle the speed. The engines that fabricate the car now hassle Each other with hopeless range in anger. In this car, life live by the way car live life.
My enfeebled heart deems of the Mechanic who can revamp my sick car. My position calls for change which we need; Marooning us inside the darkest tunnel to fracas, The predators which we see not. Let’s have a heroic search, Seeing not the vices of the past motorist.
Wheel the car oh driver! Wheel the car to the right path That the passenger serene Wheel pass the motor park where other, Cars swift with competition among them My car my bucolic with countless myriad resources.
In those corners of your eyes my darkness prevades I wish all the doors gets locked from inside Why does our western gleam fades in twilight shades And still you’re searching for me in pale moonlight The night never brings
My Pearl of Inestimable Value Out from its obscurity in this Silence Dawn, emerged an invisible Cruelty, gabbed in terminal robe; Stealthily descended upon this blissful abode: the habitation of ‘My Pearl of Inestimable Value’ With its fangs snarling in
I am terribly shocked and remorseful My sister, can’t help than weeping at your ill-fate Transcending self to a passive onlooker Or to the role of an unmindful passenger With torn heart, tied hands, and bleeding eyes All finding acutely
My heart loves you Was it not some time ago, My heart was like a rock? An impenetrable fortress, With steep cliffs at its side, A distance land, Far away, From where no ordinary soul, Would dare to reside? I