The time indicator of clock
The time indicator of clock is going round and round
And I am getting older,
So many pages of Calendar
Are being turned over.
Through the pain of loneliness
Agony and Sorrow
I am passing
My best period of youth.
As the time is running out
The burden of sorrow is increasing day by day
And all interest to be alive is fading away.
Shall I be so lucky
To make love with you in this life?
This difficult question
Is recurring in my brain consistently.
