What a blow! In this small human body
Cut wound crack wound boil wound poison boil wound-
The pain of the wound!
When it rots, the meat swallows the bones
What an awful smell!
Loved ones also push away
Poor helpless frozen body
That smell satisfies hunger by sniffing,
Then he stopped breathing and closed his eyes
Sleep forever
Never dry, dry in such a way!
There is no trace of the sign.
However, some wounds are different
Panchasara no smell, no doctor's hand
Absolutely don't save Mareona,
The only thing that keeps on giving is the hell pain.
How much grief of not getting, pain of losing-
Wounded heart wound.