Tonight, even loneliness and nostelgia refuese me.
Tired soul only counts stars.
Even though I had many nights
that I wanted to be sentimental and romantic,
Again, wordless desk and chair are on ly friends.
Does waiting remain in my mind?
Prebably, waiting still makes me stand at dark night.
Because I'm waiting for Mother-land,
I'm able to lead my life.
For twenty on e years, some waited to leave,
some waited to come to me.
Looking forward to future, I'm asking
Whoelse waits for me?
It will be good if somebody whom I'm waiting for
Also waits for me silently.
Then, loneliness and nostelgia will come back to me.
Oct 20, 1988