This life is as familiar to me
This life is as familiar to me as five fingers,
Yet I find flaws that are bound to remain.
When I think of the future of generations,
My soul withers...
in various ways...
My soul withers...
in various ways...
My life is drifting towards the west.
There’s no time to turn or look back,
Many souls pass by me in haste.
Many haven’t grasped the essence of this life,
Have people truly reached their longed-for goals?
As I wander in this confusion,
One day, I’ll leave without saying goodbye.
Though these words may not be easily understood,
The blue sea won’t be stirred if you don’t fight.
Rivers overflow in the end,
If you pay attention, they flow into the sea.
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