Tonight, My Sleep Will be Restless

Tonight, my sleep will be restless.
Long gone are the days when the earth's heavenly voices:
Be it nature's parade at the daybreak,
Or the peaceful stream of a creek
Used to keep me awake,
Brimmed with nature's sweet sounds who gently speak
Of piercing-through wisdom and conscience,
That shall sharpen my tongue and mind of holy defiance!

O, how I swear those trees used to be full of grace!
Those blinking stars, how sprightly they danced!
Now all those mirages have lost their weight─
My eyes can shoot no more arrows of magic.

O, Lord! Tell me what songs shall I sing
That now the river in me has gone extinct!
Swallowed by the pitiless burning
Of mine ever-swifty youth, who's left despairing
Tormented by the mighty time's ruthless pace,
Left me empty-handed, nothing but shadows of trace
Of weak, blurry imageries
Of supposed to be lasting memories.

Too soon, I avow, that youthful glory's gone.
A phase and period of time
Where the larks of romance and passion are the throne,
And mom's and families' faces are still young and sublime.

It is still a mystery,
Whether this mind could ever endure this dismay.
But this lip has surely lost its way
In tasting yesterday's life's peerless beauty.
And though outside,
Be the night sky is starry
Or full of pity,
These slumberous eyes, they'll get me to sleep─ just this time
With its wretched, helplessly teary-eyed;
That won't stop to weep, least until they fall asleep.