It was the first day of summer, do you remember not?

The skies turned grim, ashes have fallen, and the battle lost its field

From far away a maiden cried, lost her life, but anew was in a knot

And Yuel, you were born, amidst the wars of the world lest yield.

It was tough, I know my dear,

To live a life you know not how

Without a light to shelter your fears

Created, sealed, and covered in crevice your vows.

But alas! Hardships come and go, and still you stand

Erect and firm on your feat no one has founded

With pride, nonetheless has the right to hold your hand

In your eyes ablaze the dreams which oblivion has aided.

Young man you are, with dreams raging in your sleep

High and lo, naught mattered despite the flounder

Your steps may be small, but big are your convicted leaps

Screaming in silence, deafening whispers loud hither and thither.

Yuel, my dear, you have far more to go

Though I, myself have not reached anything yet

This trivial world, which responds you only with yes or no

My wishes that your aspirations be met.

Do you remember not, my dear?

It was winter when you passed me through

Cold and shivering, my soul you sold the ripper

And buried and forgotten me into the borough.

But Yuel you will always be the savior

Your brilliant plans you played in the games

That scavenged the pieces of my life, back I savored

The codes of revenge and compromise you named.

A new life may have come ahead

But forever the name shall be etched in pride

Nothing more grandiose is needed for all have been said

Portals, demons and angels are by my side.

‘Twas spring, I can vividly remember

A maiden lost the war she can never hold

The warmth of her breath was thrown into the ember

A child of promises and sorrows born in the cold.

I felt the child, for he was by my side

Treasured him and loved him until he said farewell

Treachery he countered me, pushed me through until tried

But love still conquers all, the child of love named Yuel.