Maung Chaow Nwe - The Days When Maung Chaow Nwe Went Away

Shade tree

The shade tree

There is only one tree in the world.

The shade tree

The shadows of the trees are not scattered.

Only shadows are casting shadows.

In the shadow he casts

There are new days.

Mornings are filled with fresh flowers.

There are beautiful fruits.

There are rain showers.

Why?

Every time he casts shadows,

Are those included?

I think.

I have a thinking station.

I'm stuck on the dock.

I'm floating in my head.

I have

I sing and shout,

Why?

I think.

I think.

I want to know.

How strange!

About this shady tree

He knows nothing.

Only shadows are falling.

I can't stop exploring.

So I went to the shady tree and

I'll go and touch it.

I have learned.

There were massive injuries all over his body.

Nineteen,

As beautiful as the wounded trees in the world

Just a wounded tree,

Ah...

So he can cast shadows..

The day you hate

It was the day I discovered the truth.

Your cruelty was not in the world.

I am tired of the pain.

Tossing and turning on the bed

Can't think of anything.

Can't feel anything

Away from festivals

Just don't fall to the ground, just breathe life into me, baby

Even if you're just being sarcastic,

I couldn't make a sound.

Sunrise and sunset times

I don't know anymore...

My artistic source

Which oil should I buy?

I don't know anymore....

My Abhidhammas too

I can't hold it anymore.

I am

Looking forward to 'Vimutti'

I took a deep breath.

I think it's a Sunday.

The universe is big.

It came to me like a big,

With his big, warm hand

We shook hands,

Apples, cherry blossoms, and a golden pen

I gave you a gift.

And...

"My friend, I'm going on a new journey."

After saying this,

They set off on a sleigh ride.

I am

Apple cherry blossom

With a golden pen

With my colored pencil

Wearing my robe of truth...

The spirit in the head

There is only one soul in the head.

There is no body in the head.

The corpse is eating death.

Roast chicken

Cheese is a must.

Dan Blackman Brandy

Surrounded by world-famous cigarettes.

And 96 waiters beside them

I'm taking care of it so that it doesn't get too much.

Death spoke thus.

"Hey, in this world,

Those who walk like snakes, like grass,

"I still think so."

The body supports this statement.

` Yes.....

These guys are empty all their lives.

Bodyless people

And also

Seven lives before, seven lives after

Those who can't do art

Art is a sham.

I mean it

Seven previous lives, seven subsequent lives

"Those guys who are so sure they won't get into art"

When the corpse lifts the glass of wine

Death speaks.

"Yes...."

Those guys

Just a little dried shrimp salad

Bad food, bad people.

God took two spoonfuls of their brains and

Human life is released.

"These aren't the guys you know."

Hahaha

The waiters laughed too.

The whole room was filled with sound, and the room opened up.

The body

"Yes, these guys

You fools who follow fakes.

They don't need right or wrong.

I'll bite you when I'm hot.

"And they're guys who get what they want."

Do you know? Yes.

With a small tongue

Both the corpse and death are drunk.

Death is a bad blood when drunk.

"What, are you calling me a hothead?"

There is a spirit there.

"What are you?"

This is how they fight death and the body.

The corpse punched death with its fist.

In the clay soil

Death has struck.

The corpse has a mature face.

I look at death with folded hands and green eyes.

At this moment, the spirit leapt out of my head.

Open a bottle of alcohol and drink it.

Hey...

All of these

(This seems to mean all of these events)

Leftover drinks from Friday

I said no.

Then both the body and death will die.