I miss the world that passes by
A new morning will be born,
And I wake up with dew on my cheek,
I'm so tired of life, the dawn
Is a child of peace, and it bleeds.
The days wave in my eyeballs,
Innocent moments they seem,
Regrets are clothed in tears, rain falls
And gathers varnish on my chin.
I miss the world that passes by,
I wish I could sleep endlessly,
The quietness on my eyelids should wear,
Which doesn't even fit into a dream.