A Midsummer Night's Dream\x0d\O woman,\x0d\the gorgeous gold diamonds and the sparkling pearls,\x0d\have won you the illusion of a queen,\x0d\how do you know what's around you? Only the poison of power, the fragrance of arrogance, and the fragrance that both teases and kills are left. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you salute wealth again, cheer for fame and wealth, and raise your arms high for power,\x0d\please don’t ask the thrush that once sang, \x0d\it no longer knows where it is flying to ,\x0d\Because her voice has become dry and hoarse,\x0d\For the death of truth, honor, and a clean soul. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\your gorgeous gold diamonds and sparkling jewelry,\x0d\who would notice the diamond-like faith under your beautiful appearance. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when love violates his oath,\x0d\when your despair turns into tears of revenge,\x0d\who cares who has passed through your heart. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you cheer for the love you admire,\x0d\sing for your beloved,\x0d\who will be moved by it and stop by your side. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you put down your self-esteem and look for your dreams,\x0d\who cares about the past behind you. \x0d\\x0d\O woman,\x0d\when you pay holiness for your love,\x0d\cannot follow God's side,\x0d\who will feel sentimental for your obsession. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you don’t know what kind of light your appearance has,\x0d\you don’t know that the devil has already stuck out his dirty tongue to you. \x0d\\x0d\Woman, when you speak those sweet words, you don’t know that you will receive vicious looks. \x0d\\x0d\Woman, when you raise your head and straighten your chest and face the eyes of the world in a holy way,\x0d\you don’t know how many lustful faces there are behind your back. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you use your own way to pay tribute to your past love,\x0d\you don’t know that poisonous snakes have already wrapped around your body, making you lose your way. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you sing for people until they become hoarse with your nightingale-like voice,\x0d\they will only spurn your bloody mouth and white face. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you reject the red rose for your memory,\x0d\they pluck out the bright flowers and pierce your body with black thorns, so that your face will no longer follow you beside. \x0d\\x0d\O woman,\x0d\if diamonds represent eternity,\x0d\why do they sew them into your vain coat. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\if the fragrance of love represents your sweetness,\x0d\why would God reject your tempting fragrance and push you into the palace of witches. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when power makes you lose your freedom,\x0d\why do people banish you to a meadow full of flowers,\x0d\put on you cold shackles and whip you You are covered in wounds. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you see the same nightingale, smell the alluring fragrance, and see the beautiful flowers,\x0d\they are shackles but have jealous eyes,\x0d\use The black mud sticks to your whole body, making the prince abandon the girl he once loved deeply. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when you are tied with thorns by people to satisfy the devil's desire,\x0d\fearful people make you the target of spit. \x0d\\x0d\Women,\x0d\if roses represent love,\x0d\then how can they be willing to pierce its thorns into your body when you find happiness,\x0d\so that your lover does not dare to contaminate you? The body of blood wears a golden ring for you, but the soul cannot be liberated. \x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\A holy face cannot reveal your faith,\x0d\A pure heart cannot convey your yearning for God,\x0d\Sweet fragrance will only make the devil search for you in the dark night Come to your side,\x0d\When the diamond shines for you, it will only illuminate the eyes of jealousy,\x0d\When power makes you no longer free, it is the cold gun of the guillotine that unshackles you,\x0d\ x0d\Your nightingale-like song makes people shed only venom-like lips,\x0d\To erode the prince's ears and beautiful clothes,\x0d\Those who give you roses use their petals to attract your bright red blood ,\x0d\Also gives noble praise to the devil, letting the angels leave you, leaving you unable to find your way in the darkness,\x0d\When you have been looking for the bright heaven, the devil is still using his saliva Corroding your body,\x0d\Confusing angels mistake you for the disguise of a witch,\x0d\The tears you shed are used as beautiful decorations by people,\x0d\Proudly surround yourself by the fire and tell the children about it. How to destroy you.
\x0d\\x0d\Woman,\x0d\when someone cries for you,\x0d\can you find the direction you should go,\x0d\with a charming face, seductive fragrance and gorgeous teardrops, proud Yes,\x0d\step into that holy palace