We all live and we all die and we all mourn and rejoice
We all hope and sometimes despair

Now I Geely most frustrating in a desperate situation to the fullest extent of our world is not for us
Now bad and worse tomorrow
Our future fuzzy
 And our present vague
Our youth is wasted
Our black
We do not know Is this our destiny, or we put it together

Was a young man from the tribal ask you, I suffered like us, or are we just as well
sorry this my life in the days of my youth