Living in today's city, we are oppressed every day. When we were students, we were oppressed by teachers. When we are working, we are oppressed by leaders.
Married and the other half is oppressed
How come I have been living under oppression? Why?
Didn't I choke on bread on the way to work today? It's enough to carry
But I can finally end my life of toil and oppression.
Why don't you let me live in peace even if you die? I don't want to live again
Forget it, so what if I wear it in ancient times? Finally no one here is oppressing me. I want to live my own style. What? I can tolerate the world of heroines, but why on the first day I came to a wealthy compound, I was sold to a brothel on the third day. Isn't it a heroine? Why am I still being sold to a brothel?
............. Why am I always unlucky?
The history of ancient struggle begins