You only smell my perfume, but didn't see my sweat, you have your rules, I have my choice, you deny me now, I decide my future, you laugh at me for nothing, not to love, my poor always waiting for you, you can look down upon our young, we will prove that who is this era, the dream is doomed lonely journey, the road ultimately questioned and ridiculed, but so what, even covered all over with cuts and bruises will live beautiful!