His life is getting worse of lonely, worse of empty
even worse off at night time
he shouted and scared
gulped off of his room of emptyness
how he hates. himself of all
whose wishing a woman of mate
ev'ry threats in ev'ry corners. Even coming closer
within scares of waiting he whisper a name
he laiden down and shouted. Who's calling is it?
tiredly he wept: Mother! Mother!