No one knows why the sun always goes down to the other side of the mountain; No one can tell me if there is immortal living in the mountain; In numerous days,always look at the sky alone and think nothing; so curious,so fantastic like this,so lonely childhood.
No one knows why, the total under the sun to the other side of the mountain; no one can tell me that there are no mountain gods lived. How many days a person is always faced with a trance the sky, so curious, so fantasy, so lonely childhood.
No one knows why the sun always sets to the other side of the mountain. No one can tell me, whether there are supernatural beings (God) living in the mountains. There are so many days when I stare at the sky, just me and myself, being so curious, so imaginative, and having so lonely a childhood.
Nobody knows why the sun always sets to the other side of the mountain. Nobody is able to tell me whether there exists the immortal beings. Staring at the sky in countless days, just curious and fantastic, what a lonely childhood.