Jude is alive, Jude is alive. Jude is alive, Jude is alive.
I am still idle, I am still alive, I am still alive, I am still alive, I am still alive, I am still alive, my grandson is still alive, my father is still alive, I am still alive.
From Shen Yuan, the horse is still big, and the king is still five.
Without hesitation, memory is not as fresh as it is. Although I am still alive, I still feel pity.
The game is still virtuous, the charm still exists, although the dead still respect ginger, the trapped beast still fights, and the people are hesitant.
Still hanging thousands of miles, still facing the ditch, still leaking Confucianism and jade, still regardless of death, still dying.