我回首前尘往事,犯下重罪的小笨蛋,我想跟他沟通让他明白,但我办不到,那个少年早就不见了,只剩下我垂老之躯。
I look back on the past, committed a felony little fool, I want to communicate with him and let him understand, but I can't do this, the boy would not see the, only my old trunk.
我不是为死去的总统说唱;我宁愿看到总统死去。
拥有再多的追忆,也永远比不上(对未来)抱著一点小小的希望。