和那饱受风霜的脸

在文森特手中缓缓流出

……

now i understand~

what you tried to say to ~

how you suffered for your sanity~

how you tried to set the free~

they would not listen they did not kno~

erhas they'll listen now~

现在我终于知道

你想对我倾诉什么

众醉独醒，你有多么痛苦

众生愚愚，你有多想让他们自由

但那时他们不听，更不懂

也许，此时的他们想听了

……