A keresés eredménye

Red Actor

*In each scene, gracefully the sleeves move
Conveying emotions that are not my own
As the fan opens and closes, the music rise and fall
With different people interpreting the play differently
 
*Expressing emotions with the rouge has become routine
Yet no matter how well I perform, what awaits is death
In these turbulent times, I watch as war ravages my homeland
Determined to do a part for my country, even if my deeds go unnoticed
 
*Those below the stage are now all strangers
While those above sing heart-breaking songs for farewell
Only through sacrifice can these indescribable feelings be expressed
Once the play ends, who will be left?
(Once the play ends, no one will be left)
 
Repeat*
 
With one gone, the next will come along
Mock not these plays, and laugh not my foolishness
For I've questioned morality, and passionately sung about my nation's plight
Who is to say who is cruel or kind?
It is hard to say who is cruel or kind