Cold Night Hawk Stands Alone Facing the Sea, Immobile Like Dry Firewood
The Dawn Shrouded in White is Again Deeply Buried by the Night
Thoughts Swing Occasionally or Surge
Sudden Gloom Appears
Like a Kite with a Broken String
No Matter How Tightly You Hold, You Cannot Decide Its Future
If You Cannot Hold the Sand in Your Hand, Just Let It Scatter
In Your Palm, You Hold a String That Doesn't Belong to You
Let Go and Wave Goodbye, Sincerely Wish It Flies to Its Own Future
Because Freedom is Something No One Can Hinder
Even if Parting is Sad
It is Also Love That Never Loses Connection
Remember, the Lone Eagle Silently Guards, Always Present
You Just Walk Proudly Even Against the Wind
Be Brave to Be Yourself Once
Cat Meow
