Uneven Face

What dreams were they which she dreamt last night;

Resort in Paris, vacation outside.

In Chocolate River, Diving too hard:

Staring at her beauty; On golden mirror blowing with cards.

Ah, what dreams were they!

She wished to come back again

Showing her beauty like buds in the rain.

But those were the dreams which burnt with her past,

And now I don’t remember when she smiled last.

Looking to the mirror every morning she cries,

Remembering that memory every day she dies.

Hearing the chants of people she bows

With a scarf on her face and pain in her heart, which she's forced not to show.

That revenge by a guy turned out her whole life

With blisters on her skin

And soul cut with a sharp knife.

That action turned everyone’s heart flaccid

Yes, she was the girl

Who was attacked by acid.