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