February 12, 2008
Wei ai qing fu chu Wei huo zhe er mang lu
Wei she me er xin ku Wo zi xi ji lu
Yong wo de shuang yan Zai meng xiang li zhao lu
Gai wen lu de shi hou Wo bu hui zhuang ku
Wo hai bu qing chu Zen yang de su du
Fu he zhe shi jie Bian hua de jiao bu
Sheng huo xiang deng dai Chuang zuo de nian tu
Xing fu Wo yao de Xing fu Jian jian qing chu
Meng xiang Li xiang Huan xiang Kuang xiang Wang xiang
Wo zhi xiang jin chi mei yi bu Gai zou de fang xiang
Jiu suan yi lu shang Ou er hui ju sang
Sheng huo shi zi ji Xuan ze de yi shang
Xing fu Wo yao de xing fu Mei you su fu
Xing fu Wo yao de xing fu Zai bu yuan chu
I’ve given for love, I’ve been busy with life
What am I exhausting myself for? I’ll carefully keep record
Using my two eyes, I search for the path of my dreams
When it’s time to ask for directions, I won’t pretend to be “cool”
I’m still not clear of the speed
To keep up with the footsteps of this changing world
Life is like clay waiting to be sculpted
Happiness, my desired happiness, gradually becomes clear
The dream, the ideal, the fantasy, the sin, the impossible
I just want to stay on this path, the path I must follow
Even if I’m occasionally disheartened along the way
Life is the clothing I’ve chosen for myself
Happiness, my desired happiness, without restrictions
Happiness, my desired happiness, no longer far away