語言欺弄了我們
沒有裡面有一個無
隱藏起來的世界
存在即幻相
醒來意識到的呼吸
有點相對真實
我將懷念這星球的咖啡
I will miss
Language has played tricks on us
within no-thing, there is a nothing
The hidden world
existence is an illusion
The breath I become aware of upon waking
somewhat real, relatively
I will miss the coffee of this planet