Les sanglots longs / Des violons / De l’automne / Blessent mon cœur / D’une langueur / Monotone.
秋天的小提琴悠长的啜泣,用单调的忧郁刺伤我的心。
I'm not a politician, I'm an artist. And I think the artist's role is to be a mirror to society.
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?