Sing along with the music, carrying the world of mortals with you, even if it is cold and arrogant.
When I came to ask for wine, I was drunk alone, even though I was cool and unrestrained.
Look high and far, look down on the world, even if you are deep and arrogant.
In the couch with curtains, I complain about right and wrong, even if I am gloomy.
Let you listen to the songs and drink at night, soak in the world of mortals and play with the world.