The strain always follows me 

Like a cloudy shadow 

100 miles I try to escape from the shadow 

But the shadow stays behind my back 

In the strain I could control myself 

Through all the time to the best of my memory 

In the other words I've been lost 

So I have to get back in a wall of enemy 

(It's like an old town melody) 

The strain always follows me 

Like an attractive widow 

100 times I try to apporach that widow 

But the widow stays away from me 

I saw the dream in a sleepless night 

Deep in the stream of consciousness 

I heard the voice to a certainty 

Deep in the stream of consciousness 

When I was young, I saw this kind of fantasy 

And this time I'm walking through the door 

And go across the bridge 

But on the bridge I find some pressures of my life 

So I can never be the one who always free