No place to complain

Street children metropolitan beetle
always in loneliness
street children victims of hypocrisy
always lonely in the crowd

no place to complain
where to pour out the contents of the heart
love from father and mother
just a fake fairy

the virgin child of the metropolitan flower
always restless in waiting
the virgin child of the victim
always waiting in anxiety

no blessing to meet
blessing for a united life
affection from father and mother
is just a mere existence

the son of a metropolitan symbol
demanding a living nature of peace
children of victims of busyness
live anxiously in the crowd

no time to meet
time of pitting and complaining
because of the metropolitan parents
just a slave to busyness

I'm not interested
Will be your seduction word
When your eyes glance
I like you

Each time you're spoiled
Trembling flavor in the chest
Want to whisper love
But the heart became embarrassed

You're a schoolboy, a high school
It's not the right time yet
School boy, come back
Two or three more years