1, you know my confusion (really love you)
A person in solitude
goes out into the crowded streets
is it protesting against the over-freedom
or the absurdity of the earth
A person in traumatic times
presses on the unhealable wounds
should one struggle desperately
Or slip away in silence
Only you will understand my sorrow
Let me hold your hand tightly
We used to wander the same way
The same way we fantasize about the good times
The same way we feel the water is long
We are in different places
We don't have the same claims
But you know I am lost.
But you know how confused I am
2, lover
Maybe you can't imagine how much I long to do it
Never said to you that I don't say that you know
You don't need all the good things that I've done for you
Please don't bother yourself
I'm laughing, I'm crying, I'm waiting and you don't get it
It's not like you're loving you're hating you're lamenting me.
No pain, no gain, no gain, don't care how to love
No words, can't get away from hurting each other
In the end, I'm no longer a child who cries when he wants to cry
A little bit of hurt should be able to escape
Maybe if I give up on enduring, the time will go by much faster
A person who is not fast isn't the worst
ha...... The sorrow I bear today
You can stay out of it
3, the earth
How many years of yearning days
Always feel ancient and mysterious
How many chapters of glorious history
I can't remember
Thousands and thousands of figures
In the earth's embrace
The curved The water
Surges in my heart
It's not my familiar eyes in front of me
Strange feeling a little bit
But his story I miss
Turning back there is a group of simple teenagers
Walking away easily
Not knowing the day when we meet again
How many unforgettable memories
There are many unforgettable memories
There are many unforgettable memories
What is it?
How many times did he have to endure the hardships of the past
The time he spent in the past
The time he spent in the past
It was the fate of the past
The longing for the future
Full of the earth
The eyes of the past are not the eyes I know so well
Strange feeling a little bit
But his story I miss
It is a story I miss. I miss his stories
Turning back to a group of simple boys
Walking easily away
I don't know when we'll meet again
These are not my familiar eyes
Strange feeling a little
But his stories I miss
Turning back to a group of simple boys
Walking easily away
I don't know when we'll meet again
It's not my familiar eyes
It's a little bit strange
But I miss his story
There's a group of simple youngsters turning their backs
Walking lightly away
I don't know when we'll meet again
It's not my familiar eyes
There's a little bit strange
It's not my familiar eyes
It's not my familiar eyes
They're not my familiar eyes
Strange feeling a little
But his story I miss
Turning back to a group of simple teenagers
Leisurely walking away
Not knowing when we will meet again
4, glorious years
How far do you have to walk in your life
How many years do you need to go to reach the
How long does it take for a dream to come true
How many bloodsheds and tears
To be realized
I'll spread my wings and fly in the sky and the earth
Who says it's a naive prophecy
Waving my hands in the wind, I'll write my brilliant poems
No matter how tired I get
The tides are changing. The world changes
Greet the glorious years
Dedicate your life to it
How far do you have to go in your life
How many years do you have to go before you reach the end of the line
Lonely life in the black world
As long as you are willing to look forward to it
Hope will not be dashed
Let me spread my wings in the sky and the earth
Who says that I am the only one who is not tired of the world
I will never be disappointed.
Who says it's a naive prophecy
Waving my hands wildly in the wind
Writing a brilliant poem
No matter how tired I am
The tide comes and goes, the world changes
Welcome to the glory days
Dedicate your life to it
.