Oh people I want to say to you
I come to the world
Feeling a lot a lot
No other thing can worth
Enable living in the world
However I am so ordinary
No any rank no any achievement or fault
Even I had had pleasant
And had suffer had been
Thinking of this experience
It rise the wave in my heart
Oh people I want to say to you aloud
But I say nothing any more
Also I don't know what should be said
Perhaps no one could care
If I really saying
The feeling companish my birth
Should be and have to be endurenced on my heart
Because I already know
No one wants to listen my saying
Saying a poets' soul
Else experienced
Oh people I really want to say to you
However I do not feel happy
But not means it is not unpleasure
Oh people I say to you in my heart
I love you all
Saying this word out perhaps would be mistake
Oh people I really want to say to you
But I persist silence neither
The flower booming in the mouth
Never worthy than the fruit be holded in palm
Oh people nothing I want to say
I am going to do I am doing
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记 忆
这支熟悉的歌象是书的封面
一听到了它
这书不能禁止地一页页翻开
这支歌象是是阿拉伯魔瓶
一旦打开了
魔鬼即成为主宰
它肆虐地缠着我
带我漫游
已经逃出的情天恨海
过去的情景是那样的遥远
又是这样的近
恍惚间一切都不存在
一个弱小的声音在呼唤着我
忘记吧快忘却
于是我用利剑将过去割开
MEMORY
This Familiar song likes a book cover
Once listened to it
The book cover opened page by page forbiddingly
This song likes Arabia magic jar
Once it opened
The devil becomes ruler
Roughly desert
Endless infinite thirsty
Roughly desert
Only the wind is usual guest
Getting seldom console from the sun the moon or the stars
Even the cloud were passed by hurry
A little river flowing forward gratuatly
Comfort desert's thirst
Little river bring up wetness
Else bring up green further
Considering it as compensity for long time silence
Say gratitude no more
Don't know curious the gathering of spring
And still not embracing enough each other
Could coming means could leaving otherwise
Why thinking about it never
Little river flowed away
Only this time know missing much more
Don't blame little river
She has her high mountain or Lager Lake’s select
River floor is the certain of once loved
Looking of it feeling much suffer
Go back to silence again
The green become felled
Desert doesn't lack consist and warmness
So can stop the next coming river
