在繁忙的城市里 路上的车 像精虫般乱窜 程度大概 仅次于思绪上的潦草， 而里面有多少人 面对诉说 总不完整 渐渐也觉得多余了 当困惑累积成忧郁的模样 会有人鸡婆的来告所你 什么是快乐， 但不得不承认 在忧郁的时候，才是化解的偏方。 In a busy city The car on the road is like an insect The degree is probably second only to the scribble on the mind, And how many people are there? The face is not always complete Gradually I feel superfluous When confusion is accumulated into melancholy Someone will come to tell you what is happiness, But have to admit In depression, it is a remedy.