River of the Dead and the Alive

I pass by the river every day.
A river of the dead and the alive

I pass by the river every day;
Through the bridge over there;
A bridge for the dead and the alive

I pass by the river every day.
Both sunny and rainy days;
Picking up speed of the vehicle
I drive and will drive for my life

Each end of the river has sounds
of agony and pain; annoyance and
neglect; dust and memories; failures;
and unfaithfulness and unhappiness

At the middle of the bridge; you hear
murmuring of the dead and alive;
you smell blood and flesh; you look at
masks and unmasked pale eyes;

I pass by the river every day.
through the bridge over there;
as I don’t have a boat; and the
river is full of the bloods of
dead and alive; of men and women

I pass by the river every day.
A river of the dead and the alive
Through the bridge over there;
A bridge for the dead and the alive