Look, we are on the verge of the land,
the voyage sets off now.
Don't be scared of this heavy sea,
Close your eyes and hold my hand.
Don't look back, let go what has gone,
try to love this journey now.
Make your fears your strength,
good days must draw on.
Give me smile, don't pale your face,
lost land will come soon now.
Till then, plan you after-life patiently,
like an entrance, there must be an exit of this maze.