A Shell A body; a shell A refuge or a shelter; Is it called a life that is granted for years?
A body; a shell
A refuge or a shelter;
Is it called a life that is granted for years?
Happiness; jolly times;
Love or Sweetened Success;
All these rewards we possess
In this tiny shell.
Visitors like Jeaousy, Ignorance
and Lust sometimes spend with us.
Then, Anger and Hatred join our nut.
Surely, sooner or later,
I shall return my old shell
When my granted time expires;
It's time to find my newly shell
That means a world for me again.
Dear, farewell me with smiles
But not with sorrow or forlorn times.
Remember me or not; whatever;
When the time set me leave this shelter.