Ting-ting, south, west, dropping out of the school, boys calling me home

Closed dancing room witnessed our play with the joy of life

Divorced, widowed, evil, guilty, shame, joy, heading to the shrine of the death

In my memory, there was a hard time when I go to bridges

From my phone, here is a soft time when I go to parks

Who is next to me, burning fire or incense?