When the whole world has abandoned me, will there still be someone who pities me?
Greedily indulging in all that you have, mesmerized by the scroll of painting at the bottom of your eyes.
I can no longer find any reason to call you 'dear'.
If he were still路人甲 from back in the day, perhaps I could still maintain the former suave.
One should be modest, I'm so low that I have no more modesty.