You are mine in imagination

I am very lonely

Misty misty mountains or rain-soaked calm seas are very appealing.

I opened the fantasy door and left

Near that mountain sometimes in the sea water.

The silence of the mountains and the roar of the sea are heard.

The mountain is probably as proud as I am

Doesn't want to talk much

But the ocean keeps talking.

On one side is the silent mountain and on the other is the babbling sea

And I am bored in the middle.

I am beside myself on such days

I imagine you understand.

Well! Do you love the sea or the mountains?

Or both or neither.

But take it if you want

We can stop fighting.

Then hearing our quarrel

Both the sea and the mountain will say in disgust,

Are you here to visit or to quarrel?

We will be completely silent after their bullying.

Then when the cloud of sadness

The mind will look at the sky

Then you listen to a poem, how about me?

A poem of your choice.

In your full voice

I feel sad after hearing that poem

Instantly the mind becomes good.

Then we will sit and talk for a long time

About all the strange things in the world.

Well, do you feel bad?

But tell me how much! What do you do then?

Then analyze the cause of the upset

We will say with a smile and what is this!

How many people are suffering more than us.

Really people are in more trouble than this

But our troubles

Very painful for us from our place.

Do not avoid if you want.

They have to be reared with care.

You have to adapt to them even if you don't want to.

Then suddenly you will leave the imagination.

I will look for you for a while

Eventually I will be lonely again.

I will go to the mountain and sit quietly for a while,

I will go to the sea and shed a few tears.

Then my fantasy will expire.

Saying goodbye to them

I will come back slowly

Again in this sad city of reality.

Where the sad ones

Queuing up to welcome us.

Maybe you too in that crowd

I will take a glimpse without conversation.