Pick up is the erosion of corrosion.
The years are quiet, is it only for a moment?
Jealousy and madness devour the soul, entangled in the darkest place in the heart.
How can I have you?
I can't keep you, maybe you were never mine.
When I have nothing.
Can I regain my peace?
Shi, it means to pick up again.
The first rays of the sun are yet to break the eastern horizon.
I'm waiting for the sky to light up.