I come from the folk.
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You shine on the stage and the stars shine.
I walked in the crowd and immediately drowned my figure.
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I admire your cool and dancing atmosphere in the spotlight.
You envy me for coming and going freely, regardless of anything.
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I screamed and called your name.
You use the stage to defend the dignity of your reputation.
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I said you don't understand the madness of groupies.
You said we didn't understand the endless sadness behind you.
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You can laugh at my ignorance and loss in the confused period.
But don't underestimate the courage of a young soul to gain glory.
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You can fully pursue the horizon of your dreams.
But you can't lose or give up or exchange freedom.
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You clap your hands, shout a few times, or get excited or crazy.
When the spotlight and the crowd recede
You can go home and sleep peacefully.
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I jump, smile, or be moved or emotional.
When fans and shouts recede
I ran to: the next stop.
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I envy your aura.
You are jealous of my mediocrity.
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I am a star
Tonight I danced in fetters and improvised wildly.
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I am an ordinary nobody.
Enthusiasm cheers for faith, and I speak for myself!
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