Life, how dreary it is!
For a lone soul that wander
Through the dark night as this,
That is cold and frosty as winter.
Love, how tragic it is!
For a lone heart that is left
By a dark street as this,
That is filled with violence and wild theft.
A forlorn heart, a desperate soul,
Both in between death and birth,
Ever does it see the sunny side at all?
Indeed a brutal world, a cruel earth!
