Sweetheart, let me sing you a lullaby
on a night of November...

Life is a just a journey, where one ends,another
begins; is there any truth behind these lies...

The caged bird is now
flying in the universe...

Forgive me, I am too young to depict,
don't they look like the two faces of a coin...

And she asked me today,
"what inspires you to write...

We cannot breathe under the same sky anymore,
it drives me insane...

It is funny because I thought that this time
you were going to stay...