Fog was on the right and left
Forward and back
Fear , I felt
Like death is coming soon to attack
That is life
What do I have to do?
Nothing in my hands
My coming days, I could never see
My age , was lost behind me
I cannot return so I must walk
on a road of fog
Death is coming soon to attack
As a wild cat hunted by a dog
Fog is on the right and left
forward and back
fear , I felt
Like death is coming soon
to attack