我的倔强已经挽留不了任何东西
                                                                                                   家乡的小骂声是我的寄托
                                                                                                        梦，你知道的
                                                                                                      你什么都知道的~
         
                                                                                                             在橙色的家里
                                                                                                           我们过着类似的生活
                                                                                                   油盐酱醋让我想起曾经的期望
                                                                                                      我只有挽留将来的力量 

                                                                                                                   精心的收拾
                                                                                                                  痛苦的经费
                                                                                                                 打造我慢点世界

                                                                                                               还有太多的未知
                   
                                                                                                         零散的画面在这里被拾起
                                                                                                       大西洋的对面是个新的城市
                                                                                                           是我京城里的意大利
                                                                                                             那里有我的“宗教”