Being in such a place
There is neither carnation nor frog
One of my sides is blue moss
It shudders in the waters.
Oh comrade, comrade
My good comrade!
What a worse life line is it?
What a maddening system this is?
It is autumn on one side,
on the other a flourishing spring.
Being in such a place,
One of my sides is yelling and screaming
Being in such a place
My mum goes out crying oh god, oh god!
My daughter has ended up in the street.
My offspring has ended up in the street.