| 作曲 : Anasarca | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry - to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand - and tries to find shadows to hide his face. | |
| Sister memory is ever present with him, torturing him with the past. | |
| He calls to mind the best moments of his pleasant life. | |
| The horror of such a place. | |
| There seems to be no hope, | |
| The pain of losing everything he loves no death that could relieve his suffering - | |
| Nothing could relieve his suffering | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry - to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand - and soon his journey will reach the end! |
| zuo qu : Anasarca | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand and tries to find shadows to hide his face. | |
| Sister memory is ever present with him, torturing him with the past. | |
| He calls to mind the best moments of his pleasant life. | |
| The horror of such a place. | |
| There seems to be no hope, | |
| The pain of losing everything he loves no death that could relieve his suffering | |
| Nothing could relieve his suffering | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand and soon his journey will reach the end! |
| zuò qǔ : Anasarca | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand and tries to find shadows to hide his face. | |
| Sister memory is ever present with him, torturing him with the past. | |
| He calls to mind the best moments of his pleasant life. | |
| The horror of such a place. | |
| There seems to be no hope, | |
| The pain of losing everything he loves no death that could relieve his suffering | |
| Nothing could relieve his suffering | |
| The man of the struggle, | |
| In his search for solace, | |
| He tries to focus on and rest in the eye of the storm. | |
| He sees no future for himself, only an endless, empty present, | |
| Which induces him to cry to cry out indignantly about his terrible loneliness, about the cruelty of people. | |
| He cannot understand and soon his journey will reach the end! |