When the deep sky is like a lid
On the heart that has been groaning for a long time,
As it encircles the entire horizon,
Pour down dark sunlight that is more terrible than night;
When the earth becomes a damp prison,
Hope is like a bat,
Beating the prison wall with its timid wings,
Hit the rotten ceiling;
When the sky is raining endlessly,
Like a prison fence,
A group of silent and annoying spiders,
Come to the depths of our minds and weave a web.
Suddenly, those big clocks became violent.
Make a terrible roar to the sky,
Like those ghosts who have nowhere to go,
Began to wail stubbornly and stubbornly.
-Long hearse, no drums,
Walk slowly in the depths of the soul;
"hope"
Crying when you fail, a cruel tyrant,
Put a black flag on my drooping head.