男孩。與男孩。與每一個我們的遊樂園

How could I know that's you,
With my deaf hearing?
When the your voice of singing is coverd in the crowd.
How could you know that's me,
With your blind vision?
When the appearance of mine is before your eyes.
Everytime thinking about it,
I can hardly stop sobbing myself to sleep.
How many mounts of grief I've passed through?
Can you know it?
how many blood-shedding wounds were carved on my body?
Can you touch them?
Whenever recalling of it,
I can help myself set up a howl,
Like a baby hearing the crying of the hyenas.
You'll never know it,
Never and ever.