In the evening time on the road leading to
I used the bones of the stubborn
The spirit of the framework of the lighthouse
But a lot a lot of time to fool
Listening to their parents bent on the back
Heavy Yuehe He lives in
Interpretation of the poor
I have tears
Fly wanted to fly the distance
Back to the well-being carried away
To make up for pain and suffering on the loopholes
Tonight life insomnia
To think only in silence in the measure
The length and depth of the night