Life, across the plain.
Take away dust
A tired face
Under the scorching sun
Tired life
those
A smiling face with shallow feet and deep feet
It's dry life on the beach.
Young poet
Erase one's mind and be filled with indignation.
Put that
Classics, words
Choke to death in the stomach
And suffocated himself alive.
An era without heroes
Gentleman portrays hypocrisy
The villain measures insidious.
I'm waiting.
Waiting for a child with a yellow tongue
Give me the necessary redemption
I look forward to it.
Looking forward to the glory on your lips
Purify my sins