(22) The Way I Am

I am an imbecile fellow
with a little head on my neck,
neither I understand the physics nor the maths
and that made me happy as I got rid of that headache,
Nomatter, whether the sun moves around the earth or the earth moves around the sun
all I wanna see, is the sun to rise up and to go down.
Someone please tell the sky not to rain over me,
Someone please tell the wind not to blow over my skin.

I'm like a frog in a well
with a little sky over my head,
To me, a window represent the whole world
and my eyes forget to blink when I look through that,
Nomatter, how big the world is, and also the sky
all I have, is a little room and a window to the west.
Someone please tell the sky not to rain over me,
Someone please tell the sun not to look down upon me.

And I am a prisoner here
with a little hairy face,
I can't set out from star to star and from galaxy to galaxy
there always exists a heavy chain on my feet,
Nomatter, whether we are liberal or we are over-ruled
We are always imprisoned by the gravity.
And someone please tell the sky not to rain over me,
Someone please tell the earth to let me free.