1.Sun for who?
1. Imitation of the sun.
I am the sun.
In the morning, I spreads light to awaken the world,
During the day, sharing warm energy,
In the evening, I should end everyone's day with a red sunset.
I shine in silence, but I must help the beginning of all life.
I am the sun.
Everyone calls me the sun.
When I smile, the flowers bloom,
When I hold up the torch, the birds sing.
Everyone’s jealous, but,
No one talks about the sixteenth birthday.
When that day comes
Because the sun must set.
So I’ll look at today for a long time.
Because tomorrow may not be mine.
I am the sun.
People say I'm a good child.
Lots of laughter,
Without greed,
A child who loves everyone.
Maybe that’s why.
People think I know nothing.
Why am I in the palace,
Why does everyone bow their heads in front of me,
Why do the adults’ expressions harden whenever I mention my sixteenth birthday.
I know everything.
The sun will set someday.
And that sun is me.
Adults think that children know nothing,
But sadly, we all know.
So at first I was a little scared.
But the fear didn’t last long.
Because there was something more interesting than the fact of dying.
The power that the name “Sun” carries.
People feel relieved when I laugh.
If I reach out my hand, people believe
If it's what I say, I don't doubt it.
That's really strange.
I'm just a single child.
Before, I was a child.
But on the day I become the sun, you know,
My mother, who had no interest in me
Bowing their heads beneath my feet, they cried and laughed.
The dad who hit me buried his head and prayed
Only then did they pray for the souls of their dead siblings.
Everyone calls me light.
Because I say I'm the sun.
So I laugh.
More brightly.
More purely.
So that no one knows what I'm thinking.
