Truth is like, like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold.You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough.You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover yourface as you wail and cry and scream.
真理就像一条总盖不到脚的毯子／你扯它,拽它,可它总也不够长／你踢它,打它,可它永不庇护任何人／从我们哭着来着世界的那一刻／到我们离开世界的那一刻／你痛苦／你大喊／你尖叫／它也只是盖住你的脸