If love doesn't exist, my God, how do I feel?
If love exists, what is it?
If love is beautiful, where does my sadness come from?
If love is not good, I will feel strange.
No matter how painful and rude it is,
It is like the source of life, which can bring me infinite pleasure.
The more I drink, the more thirsty I am.
If I am active in happiness,
Where are you from?
If disaster is compatible with me, why not smile through tears?
I want to ask, why did you faint when you were not tired?
Ah, death in life, ah, what a coincidence, evil is charming,
If I hadn't given you permission myself,
How dare you interfere in my thoughts?
Ah! What a strange disease effect this is,
There is heat in cold, and there is cold in hot, which ruined my life!
-Geoffrey Chaucer agrees with 6| Comments