What can a leaf do?
What can I do...
I'm lucky enough, aren't I?
Seeing the red willows and green trees
Seeing the sky full of lights
The city in my eyes... The people... They are intricate and crisscrossed
The mountains in my eyes... The water... They are flowing with glass, and the colors are broken
I said, I'm just a person who doesn't belong to the mainstream ---
The swallows were red and the willows were green, and the smoke was warm in the tent. I accidentally knocked over the wine glass, and the bright red color that splashed out was clear and translucent. I leaned down and saw through this drop of bright red, the true color of the world...
From then on, I began to suspect other--
This is the color of drunkenness.