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trough the vast wilderness, in this life of uncertainties
you are running, yet where are you going?
in this lonely world, through the rough seas
what are you searching for?
this world that will become tears, will everything end if I die?
those lives searching for happiness, it is really sadness that you are seeking for.
those smiling flowers, and those crying birds
their destinies would all be the same.
engrossed in living this miserable life,
you are the one dancing on the blade of a knife.
this world that will become tears, will everything end if I die?
those searching for happiness, it is really sadness that you are seeking for.
this far-flung life that has fallen to vanity
you are being deceived, don't you know?
everything in this world to you is emptiness
after you die, nothing exists anymore