Translated…
The Slanted Slopes were Obstructed, by the Strangeness of the Mountain Pass of Memory
Whilst the wind and the butterflies were dancing there
The Sun Rays, the Star Signs
Were, Outside the Visibility of the Naked Eyes
Saying Hi
All the Information are Lined Up
In Unstable Forms Visible One Second, Unseen the Next
He’d Followed that Familiar Scent
His Feet Kept, Hitting that Unfamiliar Passageway
So, this, is from someone trying to find the loss of memories, and, it would be like getting lost, in an unfamiliar place, and, as you get more and more agitated about getting lost and finding your ways again, and that just shows you, how someone who suffers from memory loss would be feeling…
now, imagine getting lost in that!
Life, the Obstacle Course 