What do I feel? As I gazed at the dreary road,
How could I calm? Watching the rain pouring beneath my foggy windows

Do comfort is all necessary?
Can the warmth stop the tides of my sea?

I peeked at the water, blues conquered my entire existence,
I soaked into the tub and tears broke my stolid pretense

At last, the long-hidden agony was disclosed,
And the throbbing pain from nowhere arose

Even though
I am like an empty being,

But even so,
I...