for a life of research
A1 scattering Auto
deep night, empty
passing the highway
I fell into the forest path
far away
appeared and disappeared
The lights
white yellow red
Burning the withered trees
covered the forest path
The purple smoke
Going up to the sky above the trees and forests
saying hello
dispeled the light of darkness
The earth hands with the sky
The woman who became a grandmother
flying her wrinkles and gray hair
It's a dream... but it seems true.
rhyme hugging
reap,,,,,,, plants
surrounded by a pale purple
We are captured its future
Modern people in the cars
I whisper a new song
spring comes but there are no flowers
even though morning comes, there is no evening
there are no humans and no life in life
arousing loving desire
(alone again alone)
cruel and loving fire hungry
beautiful travelers solitary
remodel! our city!
Oh, there's a car over there safely
came out of the forest
The big car carrying us
running towards away there.