霧都孤兒 [Wù dū gū'ér] [English translation]

Do the blue skies described in mother's book exist in this world?

What is the difference between day and night

Alternating grey and black

Mom and Dad, the day you left

You didn't see my tears

Maybe it's only in dreams

You see them clearly

I fight to open my eyes, but I can't see the end

How can I love acid rain

Poets won't look to the sky again

This world doesn't have poems falling like petals

Smoke shrouded lies

Desire turns into tired dreams

The city's sculpture looks wistfully towards the horizon

Old photos of the blue sky seem to smell sweet

The whole world is a paradice

I used a brush to copy the once windy season

But the paiting won't make it to tomorrow

Good bye Blue Sky