The streets and the alleys take me on a tour

With my dumplings in my hand

Not a drop of oil in my food

How painful is life in prison

One step at a time

With my dumplings in my hand

The tears won't stop flowing

How shameful is the crime that you have committed

Call me "The House of God"

The House of the Lord of the Worlds.

I've been living in a prison building

The tears can't stop flowing

The two-foot-eight sign hangs around my neck

The streets and alleys take me on a tour

The food in my hand

There's not a drop of oil in the food

What a pain in the ass in prison

One step at a time. I can't stop my tears from flowing down my face

It's such a shameful crime

How can I hold my head up

I've lost my freedom after leaving my loved ones

The tears have turned into a stream of bitterness

I can't bear to see my loved ones from now on

It's an infinite sorrow in my heart. End

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