I remember when I was young, I saw everything so bright so marvelous.
I walked on a sunny forest, birds sang to me, your life is happy I thought.
On the eclipse of my manhood I saw the world of man, full of sorrow, full of lost dreams.
My life went on accepting, adjusting, tolerating the sorrows caused of my side paths.
I learned today, my joy has died, it has been sealed into the locked coffin of steel inside my barren heart.
The steel is made of every heart break, every lost time when I felt never the joy.
Some say, accept the love, accept the happiness of yourself.
I can't crasp it anymore through the steelen surface of the misery and sorrow.
I had a lock but the key is lost. Someone may have took it, or did I just throw it away.
Do I care anymore? Fate is cruel sometimes, this time it was mine.