The gray weather
just like the accident of life
Waiting becomes the only expectation
Expect the love which belongs to myself
The wonderful life
has nothing to do with me
In the emotional years
no one knows the hover in the bustling city
love becomes the hurt
Be hurt but have a dream
The rejection is a kind of love
Making a choice hurt
I have been thought the life without accidents
But ignore the love which exists
The pain becomes one expectation because of love
Even though it is just an accident
It is accustomed to rely on me
But the heart chooses to leave
We have missed the high Era
No way of making up the love which has disappeared
Insist on waiting, we just wait for the hurt
We hope the life appears the most beautiful accident
We don't expect the beautiful waiting in hope any more
We hope the life has no accident