Midsummer Night's Dream

Woman!

The magnificent gold drills,

The pearly luster which sparkles,

Has won the empress fabricated imagination for you,

Who would have thought your week suffers,

Is only left over the influence poison,

The arrogant fragrance,

Arouses also kills people fragrantly.

Woman!

When you salute once again like the wealth,

Cheers like the fame and fortune,

Lifts up high the arm like the right,

Please do not need to inquire that once sing the thrush,

It had not only known where flies to,

In order to be real, the vanity and pure soul demise. 

希腊，曾有位哲人这样说过：

女人啊，华丽的金钻，闪耀的珠光为你赢得了女皇般虚妄的想像，岂知你的周围只剩下势力的毒,傲慢的香，撩人也杀人的芬芳。

 女人啊，当你再度向财富致敬，向名利欢呼，像权利高举臂膀,请不要询问那只曾经歌咏的画眉,它已不知飞向何方，它的嗓音早已干枯暗哑，为了真实，尊荣和洁净灵魂的灭亡