i only live this year for sure
none shall tell my fortune further.
i gonna live through with passion,
but i won't try guessing what's ahead.
maybe it would way way worse,
or maybe i'll witness a revolution.
maybe sun will slay me with it's fire,
and maybe it will guard me with it's light.
therefore i go ahead holding onto no hope.
i gonna live just for a year for sure.
but there is no way telling what's beyond...