我的艺术是我心灵的镜子。
景物依旧,人事已非,一切事情都完了,想要说话,眼泪却先流下来
那些被看到跳舞的人被那些听不到音乐的人认为是疯了。
翻译:机密的事情不保密,就会招致祸害。
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
We are the sum of our ancestors' struggles.