I don't know when it started.
Afraid of the holidays,
The bigger the festival, the more lonely it feels,
Walking in the illuminated city,
A man walks alone,
Swallow all loneliness,
It's very lively here,
But it seems that everything has nothing to do with oneself,
Eating alone,
Go to work alone,
People around me come and go,
The further you go, the more you can feel a fact,
There are very few people around who can rely on them,
Strange cities,
All those who leave and stay,
All are living alone and trying to live,
They are,
Me too.