If you get drunk from the door and the wall , I know that time has nothing for me
, the time wants me to be separated from you, the world still wants me not to be with you, the world is the world, the world has
got me sad from this round of worlds, what love do I have, the day that I did not turn around, I
escaped from the drunkenness, only the moment of sleeping , where is the thought of wine, a prisoner whose life is a mirage, who
does not get drunk from the door and the wall , what kind of love? I say that he doesnt cry, how can I find you, when I visit this tour of the world, I am sad and sad, what
love do I have, that day that he did not turn, the
time demanded that I be separated from you, the world still wants me not to be with you, this is the world, this is the world, this is the world, the world
