Sighing softly at life's subtle turning points
Often trying to imagine that very second of change
You can do whatever you want; all it takes is the price
A twenty-year-old gently mocks fate
Aren't time and circumstance the very stage of life?
Making choices in a rush
Come, let us step into this night together
A meteor streaks across the sky
Yet wishing not to leave behind merely a trail
This is where its tragedy begins
And yet
When it set off, what it dreamed of was a distant voyage
What lies at the end of the universe?
Is the dance of a hydrogen atom the edge of light?
Is love a thin veil over life?
Will the footsteps of freedom be faltered by responsibility?
Set sail on a long voyage,
Migrate,
Be brave,
This is the source of freedom
This is the beginning of a falling trajectory
This is the thread of fate
At this moment,
How could you ever foresee decay amidst the dust?
How could you ever foresee the inflection points in life?
How could you know that all preparations are in vain?
Under the law of universal gravitation
All plans are in vain
All cognitions are burdens
All struggles are futile
Quick sand swirls,
Sweeping past fate
You cannot stop it
You are helpless
It feels familiar, like déjà vu
You sigh softly
O wind of fate,
May you only blow a little slower