Lyrics of Pan Weibo's street poet

In the distance, church bells follow the beat

Unexpected ensemble

The poems in my mouth are written and performed by myself

But no one understands

Waiting for a hundred years or a thousand years later

I'm on the street

Enjoy yourself with a confident smile

The glory of loneliness

Close your eyes on August 6

I sat on the steps listening quietly

I'll take it easy and take a deep breath

I feel this unprecedented calm

The street is noisy. I'm calm here

This life of choice

If the result is not failure, it will be victory

Maybe my heart was afraid of it

But now that I've overcome it, I don't feel hesitant anymore

I will use my verse to win the final victory

I turn around, I step into the crowd, I move on

I smile, I open my eyes, I step on the ground

I picked up my pen and started my journey

Cuz It's a glory day it's our glory day

Cuz It's a glory day it's our glory day

In the distance, church bells follow the beat

Unexpected ensemble

The poems in my mouth are written and performed by myself

But no one understands

Waiting for a hundred years or a thousand years later

I'm on the street

Enjoy yourself with a confident smile

The glory of loneliness

I asked myself on August 7th

If you fail, who will sigh

Who will cry

I know that emotions will become my poetry

The bell rings to appease my natural enemies in the face of life

I will never lose courage

I'm sure to win in the end

But I don't need your confirmation

I'm going to take a big breath of the air

Grasp the inspiration and leave no room for it

Because I all know that success or failure is in one thought

Become rubbish or a real classic

Writing aims at moving the heart

Let all the people in tears

Like a sword, use your mind to build exercise

I never care who the challenger is

My fluent literary color is flying in my mind

Close your eyes and face the fear of the unknown

Whenever I open my eyes, I want to meet the victory

Because I know how much I've worked so far

All the hard work will be answered at the moment

I just want to beat myself

Because no matter how many opponents are, they are just practicing

I will not give up

These five words I give you, I will not give up

I use victory to build my words for my life

In the distance, church bells follow the beat

Unexpected ensemble

My own poems

But no one understands

Waiting for a hundred years or a thousand years later

I'm on the street

Enjoy yourself with a confident smile

The glory of loneliness

Last glory on August 8th

The pride that won't be noticed

No matter how fast it can be, how strong it can be, how strong it can be

It's just the appearance of emptiness

My pride does not come from pride

My kingdom is made by myself

My voice is full of strength, and Tao stands like a castle

Do you understand me

Setbacks don't bring down my soul

I stood and wiped the blood from the corners of my eyes

Walking to the square, my poem looks like an order

No one stood up in front of me

On the white paper is my country, my world, my field

The bell rings to announce victory

The work belongs to my honor

I won't say it again

So please listen to the words in the poem

It's like a brand will leave traces in history

Firm step on both feet is my definition of poetic rhythm

Street poets march forward in the future

My lines come from street poets who spend their time piecing together

The bishop frowned at it and would not deny it

We choose to live on the street

The legend of the street will last forever

In the distance, church bells follow the beat

Unexpected ensemble

The poems in my mouth are written and performed by myself

But no one understands

Waiting for a hundred years or a thousand years later

I'm on the street

Enjoy yourself with a confident smile

The glory of loneliness