Unfortunate
Unfortunate
If ever I die someday,
Then no one will lament for me in that way
For life hasn't given me anything;
That will make me feel soothing
Broken heart, depressed soul
In this world, what is my role?
Even friends cannot make me happy at all;
For now, I can clearly hear eternal's call
If this is to happen to me,
Then, I am glad about my gloomy destiny
There is nothing to cry about;
For, creatures like me are born to die.