I am like a boat without anchor,
Typhoon is raging, the coconut tree toppled down
By the beach
The tenants evacuated to the hills
Hiding and I
Am this boat without anchor
Left to be lost not knowing
Where these rages of waves shall
Take me.
Now I am, not really a boat,
I truth, I am a man in
Love, but simply does not know what to do,
It is funny,
I am old,
And I am an embarassment,
A boat without anchor,
I am the rage of the big waves,
And I am also the tenant who eant away
To hide in the hills
Now who would know who I am
I am everything and I am everyone
I am rage, I am wave, I am tenant,
I am an anchor,
At this time,
Who would know who I am,
Who really now knows me.
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