No one could disturb me.
My folly was all my motive power.
The days I ran through ernesty without looking.
I took no notice of the world.
My walking road. I did not care for the rest.
Even if I gave in, I didn't want to stop over.
I believed only my eyes could see.
I was convinced everyone else's.
I would have caught something I couldn't see
if I had gone forward from here,
even if I was covered in mud.
whether it's right or not, I have nothing to matter with.
