You and I are the fresh green we drew out in the corner where no one cares about us.
It's just that some people sink into a grass withered and flourishing in the wind
Some people become a green tree in the sky
We all live in sewers, but there are still people who look up at the stars every night
No matter how dark it is, I still want to stand closest to the stars
Come and see the vastness of the sky and the earth, the vastness of the stars