Who am I? nobody knows,
Neither a friend of mine, nor I,
Looking at the mirror, vow:
I have never seen this guy!
I'd like to figure out
What Life is all about:
Why the youth is always lout,
Why the age is full of mould?
The Sun, only several minutes ago
Sparkling like lips of the bride,
Has vanished from the sky;
White innocent clouds suddenly became dark