+ bIzArrE wOrLd +

+ bIzArrE wOrLd +
by Mayday

.....a direct translation specially dedicated to revolagnam.....

If i speak of remorse, does it mean that everything will return to before?
Memories are so beautiful, living on is much more sorrowful.
Why does this world bestow onto Man so much grief?
I cannot understand, nor do i want to.

After thinking of you one whole night, i no longer recall your face.
You become a kind of feel, written upon a summer breeze.
Youth is the water of no return once it slips through your fingers,
which one works hard to waste, then works hard to regret.

How i wish i can fly to escape from this bizarre world,
where it's so filled with bitterness, tire, and unknown tears.
How i really wish i can fly away and escape this bizarre world....
If you ever find me, please don't try to dissuade my departure.