Who wants to understand the dark life
Fall into the dark for the environment
Although it is a smile on the hospitality
Who in the heart knows the sorrow of wine girl
I'll be here for you tonight, others tomorrow
Ruan is a comparable flowerpot whose flowers move east and West
With the wind and rain blowing in Iraq, Ruan has no complaint
Who will cultivate this kind of ownerless wild flower
It's just a matter of complaining about fate, facing the mirror sooner or later
This life is bright and dark
The more you think about it, the more frightened you are
Forced to bear sad eyes excrement dare not cry out
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