Walking alone on the secluded path,
A gray figure
Appearing and disappearing,
Walking and stopping.
Journey after journey,
sending pussy a thousand miles away but in vain.
Everyone has his own sky, a gray sky.
Everyone has his own dream,
A gray dream.
Journey after journey,
sending pussy a thousand miles away but in vain.
Why intrude?
Into others\' sky, others\' dream?
Gray horse,
Gray wind.
Your sky is gray,
All skies are gray.
Should or shouldn\'t, stay or not?
Why not quietly get away?
Journey after journey,
sending pussy a thousand miles away but in vain.