There was a smile in my life, but eventually dissipated as mist-like, and that smile, my heart has become deeply buried in a rushing river, not swimming, the sound of the river, it became my every day night desperate singing.
There was a smile appeared in my life, but finally like the fog dissipates, and that a smile, will become a raging river, buried deep in my heart not swimming, that the voice of the river, has become my daily night desperate singing.
There was a smile in my life, but dissipated as the haze, in the end, and that smile, became a rapidly flowing rivers deep in my heart, not swimming, rivers that noise, I sing every day and every night of despair.