Thank you.
As I drink,
my love comes to my mind
If I wipe my eyes,
spring comes like a drizzle
If I wipe my eyes,
spring comes like a drizzle
Where are my loved ones,
those who love me?
The bitter truth makes me cry
The revolts don't end,
the
crimes don't end
The stones I hit on my head are falling
Before I became an old man,
my hair was white
My snow-white hair is coming
to the road
Before I became an old man,
my hair was white
My snow-white hair is coming to the road
I'm looking for my past,
my past is calling me
Before I die,
let me enter the grave
I'm looking for my past, my past is calling me
Before I die,
let me
enter the grave
Where are my loved ones,
those who love me?
The bitter truth makes me cry
The
revolts don't end,
the crimes don't end
The stones I hit on my head are falling Before I became an old man,
my hair was white My snow-white hair is coming
to the road
Before I became an old man,
my hair was white My snow
-white hair is coming
to the road