Dumb gods of destiny, have some mercy on this poor lonely soul!
Where do you want to see me during the best days of the year, where!
Draining my heart, drenching tears, sinking in the cold pavement…!
Foolish gods of destiny, laughing at my helplessness,
You could wait forever while my days are counted!
19
days
must sort all sorts of obstacles
20
days
look like the last countdown to happiness
21
days
and these polluted skies will be ever so blue