Looking somewhere, having a sigh,
though I look up at the midnight sky.
Muddied eyes can't deflect the Sun, the Moon
or the trifling tomorrow.
I have no use for weak worries
That would just make the present futile
Don't nurture feelings you can't do anything about
Open your eyes
The face reflected in the mirror when I wake up
Is a real me, just as is
What decorates my chest isn't my medal
But only nakedness of my heart
On the street where wind is whipping through
You're looking for something you've lost
But the only thing more preciouss than diamonds is
The nakedness of the heart
