When a small window set into the far side's wall puts on a bright smile
Another day's light fills this little space of mine then also I can afford to make a smile
My left leg is becoming numb. It seems to be rotting
When the birds sing I can forget the pain of my leg and this solitude
"Sometimes I have thought that perhaps my life will go on forever
Fortunately it's very mild today. The small sky is very deep blue
It seems that this chilly room takes me in its arms warmly
Just like a mother's breast. Thank you sun for your touch"
Did I commit a crime? Did I really kill him?
what an incredible! I can't understand. Did I really kill him?
No! no! never! I never did. Make your decision again.
Obviously I am innocent. Respectable judge, Did you consider his environment?
Is it a crime to be born into a poor family?
At the same time that so many people are meeting death, so many babies are also born
Who did kill him? Who does punish a person for his crime?
What's the good? What's the evil? Who is to say?
Some are chosen while others are not. At least that choice is to be in our society
Did you feel too thirsty for hunger? Does our society need you as a judge?
Do you have a qualification to be one? The balance of the woman of justice cracked.
Who does punish him? In the name of God, the criterion of good where does it come?
It's time for the men of vice to go. It is only natural
When a small window set into the far side's wall puts on a bright smile
Another day's light fills this little space of mine then also I can afford to make a smile
My left leg is becoming numb. It seems to be rotting
When the birds sing I can forget the pain of my leg and this solitude
"Sometimes I have thought that perhaps my life will go on forever
Fortunately it's very mild today. The small sky is very deep blue
It seems that this chilly room takes me in its arms warmly
Just like a mother's breast. Thank you sun for your touch"
Did I commit a crime? Did I really kill him?
what an incredible! I can't understand. Did I really kill him?
No! no! never! I never did. Make your decision again.
Obviously I am innocent. Respectable judge, Did you consider his environment?
Is it a crime to be born into a poor family?
At the same time that so many people are meeting death, so many babies are also born
Who did kill him? Who does punish a person for his crime?
What's the good? What's the evil? Who is to say?
Some are chosen while others are not. At least that choice is to be in our society
Did you feel too thirsty for hunger? Does our society need you as a judge?
Do you have a qualification to be one? The balance of the woman of justice cracked.
Who does punish him? In the name of God, the criterion of good where does it come?
It's time for the men of vice to go. It is only natural
When a small window set into the far side's wall puts on a bright smile
Another day's light fills this little space of mine then also I can afford to make a smile
My left leg is becoming numb. It seems to be rotting
When the birds sing I can forget the pain of my leg and this solitude
"Sometimes I have thought that perhaps my life will go on forever
Fortunately it's very mild today. The small sky is very deep blue
It seems that this chilly room takes me in its arms warmly
Just like a mother's breast. Thank you sun for your touch"
Did I commit a crime? Did I really kill him?
what an incredible! I can't understand. Did I really kill him?
No! no! never! I never did. Make your decision again.
Obviously I am innocent. Respectable judge, Did you consider his environment?
Is it a crime to be born into a poor family?
At the same time that so many people are meeting death, so many babies are also born
Who did kill him? Who does punish a person for his crime?
What's the good? What's the evil? Who is to say?
Some are chosen while others are not. At least that choice is to be in our society
Did you feel too thirsty for hunger? Does our society need you as a judge?
Do you have a qualification to be one? The balance of the woman of justice cracked.
Who does punish him? In the name of God, the criterion of good where does it come?
It's time for the men of vice to go. It is only natural