Is there anyone pulling the load of the world like me?
Is there anyone tearing down night and day like me?
I don't have luck, my fortune is dark. May this kind of life sink to the ground.
Is there anyone hitting the grave and dying like me?
It doesn't go away so I could throw away from my mind, to whom I can sell this suffering?
Is there anyone plucking hair pinch by pinch like me?
I don't have luck, my fortune is dark. May this kind of life sink to the ground.
Is there anyone hitting the grave and dying like me?