I always think about life when I am alone,
Some people say that life is a prison.
I don't know when I have been trapped in this kind of cage with doors everywhere but no way out.
Some people also say that life is a decadent waste of time.
Full of resignation, sadness, helplessness and tiredness,
I never dare to ask too much from God, but what God gives me is stingy luxury.
Tonight I will tell you such a sweet dream, life life