When I harbor to all people hate arrived at an unfamiliar city
I choose a way to forget,
Choose a place to escape.
Choose a direction to revenge!
In that direction, there will be many familiar stranger, no matter who, I hate! Hate all!
Not me too stubborn, but I can't turn towards that direction, only has hate it!
Outside a chun xia, adrift
Hatred, wind ruthless
Feelings as snow frost.
Not quit, can only take quiet,
Forget, only slowly bury!
Today, met with a broken bridge! That's exactly what I direction, knife in me, suddenly, feeling a lot of things without purpose!
The so-called hate, only is elaborate, deceives his excuses, or that!
Affection is like waiting platform someone walked someone to, my heart is stop, write wait...
How broken bridge, meaning? Go straight is blind alley! Can turn is without road! I don't know which direction the wind is blowing...
