Oh my brethren from the same womb, see what thou helped me find! Oh my brethren from the same womb, see what thou helped me find!

The solitudes are also shouting here For truths that always not reflect the same. The solitudes are also shouting here For truths that always not reflect the ...

The poem shows the memories of the lover. The poem shows the memories of the lover.

On her face, I have firmly shut the door. On her face, I have firmly shut the door.

Why people have started to prove the truth Why people have started to prove the truth

When you stand at the mirror The truth glares at you, When you stand at the mirror The truth glares at you,