Maybe our worries
There are always no readers.
Maybe the road has started to go wrong.
The result is still wrong.
Maybe we should light lanterns one by one.
And was blown out by the strong wind one by one.
Maybe burn out your life and shine on others.
There is no fire around to keep warm.
Maybe the tears are gone.
The land is more fertile.
Maybe we sing the sun.
Also sung by the sun
Maybe the heavier your shoulders are.
The higher the faith.
Maybe shout for all the suffering.
I have to keep silent about my personal misfortune.
perhaps
Due to an irresistible call
We have no other choice.