A man walks slowly into the sea The turbid icy cold sea water slowly soaks into and corrupts his body even his soul He unable to escape he can only struggle weakly He supports his huge skull with his emaciated limbs and shouts hoarsely and soundlessly He has lost his consciousness and humanity
It is difficult to find myself in this chaotic sea of people I cannot remember at all how I spent my previous life
I feel more emancipated and oppressed at the same time Only a shrivelled will dried yearmings and dull beats remain
I cannot say it feel it figure it out I cannot see it sing it or walk out of it even if I walked to the ends of the earth I want to enjoy meself but I have too few possessions I do not understand why I arrived in this world in such a hurry I cannot pick it up put it down or get away from it
Life is full of illusions,Which are only things that life can give you Loneliness and sense of loss are catalyts of life In pain you feel that time moves slowlyin joy you find that time moves fast I cannot hear the roars of the distant mountains I can only enjoy my present leisurely and carefree mood It is difficult to say whether my sadness is the common sadeness of the human beings or not
You feel powerless before this inescapable unimaginable oppression It suffocates you paralyzes your mind and makes you decay slowly in lonelinessand helplessness till you lose your thinking lose your nerves lose anything that makes you different from others You will no longer have the strength to take up a pen there will no longer be a drop of blood to nourish your brain If you believe in the next life then wait
Too much affectation and artificiality Beauty is already flooding When will people realize that the natural is the most beautiful
I am only saying to myself loneliness is just a subjective feeling How do I present myself to reflect my inner psychology I am afraid I may even lose my last self-respect I am also referring to people in general
The eotlf seems to be changing all the time but actually nothing changes If you take the world as real then it is unreal vice versa I am becomint deeper but I cannot become deeper than a valley I suddenly hear the refreshing and cheerful folk songs which float slowly towards me from far away with tricking stream I still have my desires but no longer my resentments
I am walking walking endlessly in this pitch-black and tediously-long night There are people everywhere there is nobody anywhere I play the guitar I shed my tears I am walking walking endlessly I want to sing loudly but my throat chokes I feel sad in my heart but there have to be smiles on my faces Wherever I go I always return to the sarting point I walk aimlessly endlessly
I know you do exist but do not know where to find you I know you will arrive one day but do not know when that will be Indifferently you watch me living in exhaustion without giving me even a hint In this state I move slowly towards that distant spot of faint light until one day the moment when my heart fails and I depart from this world you will arrive
——For you, It' me 57·13
It is difficult to find myself in this chaotic sea of people I cannot remember at all how I spent my previous life
I feel more emancipated and oppressed at the same time Only a shrivelled will dried yearmings and dull beats remain
I cannot say it feel it figure it out I cannot see it sing it or walk out of it even if I walked to the ends of the earth I want to enjoy meself but I have too few possessions I do not understand why I arrived in this world in such a hurry I cannot pick it up put it down or get away from it
Life is full of illusions,Which are only things that life can give you Loneliness and sense of loss are catalyts of life In pain you feel that time moves slowlyin joy you find that time moves fast I cannot hear the roars of the distant mountains I can only enjoy my present leisurely and carefree mood It is difficult to say whether my sadness is the common sadeness of the human beings or not
You feel powerless before this inescapable unimaginable oppression It suffocates you paralyzes your mind and makes you decay slowly in lonelinessand helplessness till you lose your thinking lose your nerves lose anything that makes you different from others You will no longer have the strength to take up a pen there will no longer be a drop of blood to nourish your brain If you believe in the next life then wait
Too much affectation and artificiality Beauty is already flooding When will people realize that the natural is the most beautiful
I am only saying to myself loneliness is just a subjective feeling How do I present myself to reflect my inner psychology I am afraid I may even lose my last self-respect I am also referring to people in general
The eotlf seems to be changing all the time but actually nothing changes If you take the world as real then it is unreal vice versa I am becomint deeper but I cannot become deeper than a valley I suddenly hear the refreshing and cheerful folk songs which float slowly towards me from far away with tricking stream I still have my desires but no longer my resentments
I am walking walking endlessly in this pitch-black and tediously-long night There are people everywhere there is nobody anywhere I play the guitar I shed my tears I am walking walking endlessly I want to sing loudly but my throat chokes I feel sad in my heart but there have to be smiles on my faces Wherever I go I always return to the sarting point I walk aimlessly endlessly
I know you do exist but do not know where to find you I know you will arrive one day but do not know when that will be Indifferently you watch me living in exhaustion without giving me even a hint In this state I move slowly towards that distant spot of faint light until one day the moment when my heart fails and I depart from this world you will arrive
——For you, It' me 57·13
