We 23, I see my own shadow

I see a shadow of myself

I saw my true shadow -

In that barren wilderness

Walking alone, walking—

Look for the traces that belong to the years

Too light and too light steps

Gently treading the dawn

Gently treading the night

There was not the slightest sign of a step

From the bottom of my heart

Blurred like moonlight in the wilderness

Blurred like the season of the wilderness

There was no sound

There is not a trace of remembrance

I saw my feelings

I saw my true feelings——

It is sealed by a self-imposed barrier

Tightly sealed—

It has been sealed from the past

The mood is sealed

Dreams are also sealed

Feelings and thoughts are also sealed

I see my misplaced self -

Cry for the mood

Crying for dreams

Crying over feelings

Weep for your sorrows

I saw my own story

I saw my true story -

It is staged obscurely

There was no applause

There was no applause

There was only an empty stage

Not moved

There is no love

The crowd was full of empty spectators

Reverberates with his own faint mental monologue

Maybe his acting skills are not superb enough

Maybe it's because my story isn't exciting enough

Maybe you don't need an audience

Maybe it's the audience's disdainful acting style

Maybe, maybe nothing

Passion for giving——

There is no need to reciprocate love in the first place

I saw myself

I saw my true self -

On the track that is racing against yourself

Thrown away some distance

In the arena where you fight yourself

was scorched

I saw myself still holding on—

Trying to do it all over again

I saw my past

I see myself now

I've seen the Terminator learn to-

Say care and love to yourself

I saw my confidence -

In the midst of difficulties, the original color is still maintained

I see my ambition -

Wake up again, wait again

Wait for a chance to win

Let your life unfold again

I saw myself

I saw my belief in -

I was moved into a splendid demeanor

To move the world