When that which is heard, pounds our heart,
When that which is seen, makes us keen,
When that which is felt, makes us melt.
I stay alive, hoping you will change your mind,
Won't stray aside, hoping all my change you'll find.
The life of a bluff, I puff
Up through all the rough.
My eyes have never seen,
A more like-heaven'd star before,
But the more I lean,
The more your heaven'd figure soar.
It seems like fifty hours a day for me,
It feels like a hundred days a week for me,
I feel so lonely without you here,
I'm so alone.
We feel the boredom of childhood life,
Feeling the pain of today, we may;
Where we must fight with all our might,
To survive and live a long gainful day.