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Saturday, August 06, 2005*
Chi Gei
Listening To Edison, spouting out his raps.
He sounds cool. I wish I understood him, but too bad.
Fortunately, the music's nice.
Oh well, it's done by Jay anyway, so I like it.
It's about war.
The never ending problem people face nowadays.
Wonder when it will end, God Knows.
Those tight atmosphere, crying toddlers everywhere.
People stabbing each other, hitting on each other.
police tried to barricade, tried to stop.
Nonetheless, nothing could stop those fiery emotions.
I am lucky enough to be living in Singapore, although we are prone to major attacks.
These major attacks could bring about the worst-case scenarios ever had in History.
We're small, but we are strong, coz public is transparent to the Government.
Together as one we would be able to counter any possibilities to bring us down.
No. Why must they bring us down? Just because we are Pro-US?
Well we need other countries for World Peace Collaboration, don't we?
Some people follow their emotions too much.
Some just couldn't care less.
Bo-Chap, people would say.
Some tried hard to suffer for the country, some even sacrificed their time.
Hmm. I wonder what would happen in 20 years' time?
20 + 16 = 36 years old Me.
I hope, Singapore would continue to survive by then.
Go Singapore, I have faith in you.
Those simple words to understand at~~9:28 PM
Persona
Run Anujra Etb Mirak
The world from the rear view mirror becomes further and further away as if saying goodbye
You turn around but your side profile is still very beautiful
I use my eyes to pursue you, yet I hear your tears
Outside the car window is my missed opportunity
Your position and mine is separated by tears
The street views are continuously receding, you start to fragment outside the window
I head towards the north to leave the season which describes you
You said you were already tired and cannot fall in love with anybody again
The wind is blowing on the mountain road, all of our previous memories were my wrongdoings
Counting my shamefulness, I have hurt you too many instances
I head towards the north to leave the season which describes you
Around the steering wheel rotates my feelings of regret
I accelerate to escape the lingering sadness
Counting my shamefulness, I have hurt you too many instances
Stop the anguish by letting my wrongdoings
-Yi Lu Xiang Bei [Towards the North] from http://www.jaychou.net.portal
