A heavy shell on his back Set off in the wind and rain Maybe you can't fly out there The sky is not your land, either Maybe you can't run around Don't have to love the speed of your progress All you need to think of is You are a unique land snail Dreams are your land Firm is your speed When you're tired of it The shell on the body is the weight When you're complacent The shell on the body is the weight again The Shell of your hope on your back Step by step Break up all the hesitation Don't go to the sky melancholy Also don't go to the cape sad Although there are no wings and no strength of the foot But then every small step is taken Never retreat...