Who knows who?
Who knows who?
The world of mortals
How many people understand?
How many people understand our helplessness?
Just an insult
Wishful thinking.
Are we willing to fall into debauchery?
Or is it your self-righteousness?
Passing clouds
Like clouds of smoke
right or wrong for me
No longer meaningful
I don't care if anyone understands my helplessness and my pain.
Even if I am insulted, I am still noble.
At least nobler than all those who insult me.