Nakiso da Torn.
Da so...
Ani mada kono yadaris mida. Torn, hikai, ose... na di... di nare... unhi. Unhi mao yisol. Otoris noki kada se nis mo. Yande urahas makisol sodonis.The rain come, and water to fire. Silence is deep, hidden in sound, and I listen for thing that is not spoke with word. In silence, I feel fear, bind and hidden with brave word
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