Nella ripetizione

L'arte è la mente
lo spettatore
nella ripetizione
dalle profondità di
anima al
Dillo gli antenati
il suo respiro
di nuovo qui
continuare a vivacizzare
essere in grado di dare

Be able to give

Art is the mind
the viewer
in the repetition
from the depths of
Soul that
Say the ancestors
her breath in
there again too
continue to liven up
to be able to give

kohti häntä

ylös
että
mäki
pakeneminen
Pech virtaa
nuo
pois siitä
kiirehtii
yksi
heikko
ulos ikkunasta
ovet
kohti häntä

on the run

Go on
to the hill
on the run

Bad luck is flowing
on the
of those in haste
needy
out of windows
Doors against

ang bata

maralita
ang bata
isang mamahaling bato
na sa
kanyang sariling
kasaysayan
puril

Sa ilalim ng
gawa sa bakal
sa itaas niya
isang mukha
isang aparato
ang malamig
Mundo ng
earth-ikot

Sa
sariling mga
Napanatili ang kamay
para sa proteksyon
inilakas

from steel

needy
the child
a gem
that in
his own
story
stunted

Under the
from steel
over him
a face
a device
the cold one
World of
earth

In your own
Hand preserved
for protection
canceled

kõneldud

mis ei
kõneldud
žestid
kavatsused
peitub
isiklik
vaim
raske

been said

Not that one
been said
the gesture
intentioned
lies the
own
mind
hard

Vizaĝo

preĝo flagoj
de koloroj
Donu tion
esti ĉi tie
nova
vizaĝo

a new face

prayer flags
of colors
give that
to be here
a new
face

Drømme

Blomster stjerner
overvintre
næste
Sol og måne
skyggebjerget
ved midnat
målløs
iskold splitter
drømme

ice cold splitter

Flowers stars
overwinter
beside
Sun and moon
the shadow mountain
at midnight
speechless
ice cold splitter
dreams

端

无家可归
从
生精
到
血液尖叫
上
地球
甩
该
加甜
香味
无中生有
主意
在
端
在

suspecting nothing

Homeless from the germ
to the bloodshot
thrown on the earth
the sweet smell
suspecting nothing
towards its own end

偉大的靈魂

這麼多
她傷害了
如此美麗
是她
在同一時間
那個
偉大的靈魂

She hurts

So much
she hurts
so beautiful
is she
at the same time
the one
big soul

La kalikonse

Mu mafunde
wa wakuda
akufunafunanso
ndi
mau
kunja
kuchokera
la
kalikonse

A Vote out

In the waves
from black
seeks out
a
Vote out
from nothing

Ang larawan sa

Sama nga usa
impyerno
kasakit
nga talaan
ang larawan sa
madaya nga
ang
sparse
ang hunahuna
mao nga kamo
sa Lot
panahon
sa walay katapusan
anechoic
walay basehanan
diha sa
giladmon
sa orcus
ang kalag
mahulog

To the picture

What a
pain of hell
capture
to the picture
delusion
the
sparse
mind
so one
at the lot
currently
forever
anechoic
unfounded
in the
depth
of Hades
the soul
falls

мит

Къща
без книги
но едно същество
че обитава
в мълчание
на нещата
на
мит
ви
всичко това
история
на съществуването
каза

the Say

A house
without books
but a being
that it inhabits
in silence
of the things
the Say
to you
all that
story
of existence
tells