There are always some unsatisfied lines and melodies
There are those unreliable friends and love
There are always a group of children who don't cry
What are the unchanging beliefs
There are always some closed thoughts and flowers
And those stocks and properties that don't go up
There's always a group of people who don't give up looking for it
Looking for the meaning of existence
The whole life is an imperfect movie
My life is like a yellow leaf
Who knows where to go
Tomb or paradise
There are always some unpopular words and songs
And those unhappy birds and weeds
There is always an ideal that is not bankrupt burning
Burning what is modern filth
The whole game of life is not fair
Your life is like a floating dust
Falling there is an end
In the wind, too
The whole life is not perfect
My life is like a leaf
Floating there, who can understand
Tomb or paradise
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