There is a sky above everyone's head.
There are unpredictable clouds on every side of the sky.
Every cloud indicates fate.
Choose the direction silently,
A star or a pair of eyes,
How people choose the world,
How the world chooses people.
Silently choose the starting point,
Choose to go home proudly,
Those who choose the dawn at night,
Dawn chose him as the wind of freedom.
Choose a bird or a fallen leaf,
Choose a stone or a puff of smoke.
People who have no choice,
He is the chosen one.
Everyone has a nameless heart,
Every heart is lonely sometimes,
Who chose the lonely world,
The world chose his songs.
The meteor sinks in the selection,
The sun rises in choice.
English translation:
Every road has been crossed,
There is a party sky above each head.
Every side in the sky is an unfathomable cloud,
Every cloud has a rare thing that indicates fate.
Silence then choose a way:
A star or a pair of eyes,
How to choose the world,
How the world is chosen.
Choose a starting point, silently.
Proud to choose a detour,
At night, people choose dawn.
The wind of dawn chose his freedom.
Choose birds or leaves,
Choose a stone or dust.
Who is the anthology, in
What is his choice?
Everyone has a nameless heart,
Everyone is lonely sometimes,
Who chose the lonely world,
The world is choosing his songs.
Meteors are choosing to sink,
The sun rises in choice.
The author's name is Shelley.