If I were you, I will be cruising in the dark alley Crying often stops at the door, looking for the death Close to death, and will plug it to my lapel flower It was stiff head cold I came out from the party are wondering The empty Changting left to whom, I would cry in front of a Wait for it on the front of the stage, the soul of the new hatched I will be moving to buy flowers, will say to me Death and who is left empty for Chang Ting I wish I just dress at the right time in the Find a place where there is weeping * Soul of yet How I wish, even if death is from hell I do know that if I will call again tomorrow, to put women and the empty Changting Hey, this moment I would be you, and indulge in pleasures beautiful youth