Fighting. Ce qu’ils disent a la fin m’a fait penser a cette chanson !!!!
Fighting. What they say has the end reminded me has this song!!!!
My philisophy
I have but one philosophy
Being accepted the way I am
In spite of all they tell me
I keep on raising my fist
For better or for worse
I am a mixed-race woman but not a martyr
I move forwards with a light heart
And always raising my fist
Lifting my head, sticking out my chest* –
Always redoubling my efforts
Life doesn’t give a choice about that
I am the ace that beats the king
Despite our heartaches, our differences
And all those ceaseless insults
I will raise my fist
Even higher, even farther
(chorus)
I’m not afraid
Of reaching for the moon
Even with the time
I still believe in it wholeheartedly
If I have to, I will make
Sacrifices
I have already done several
And this, always raising my fist
I am not like all those girls
That they ogle at and undress with their eyes
I have a shapely figure and curves –
They are here to warm people’s hearts
As a girl from a poor district
I’ve learnt to be proud
Much more love than misery
Much more heart than wars
I have but one philosophy
Being accepted the way I am
With strength and smile
And raising my fist toward the future
Lifting my head, sticking out my chest –
Always redoubling my efforts
Life doesn’t give a choice about that
I am the ace that beats the king
JYJ3 
Fighting. Ce qu’ils disent a la fin m’a fait penser a cette chanson !!!!
Fighting. What they say has the end reminded me has this song!!!!
My philisophy
I have but one philosophy
Being accepted the way I am
In spite of all they tell me
I keep on raising my fist
For better or for worse
I am a mixed-race woman but not a martyr
I move forwards with a light heart
And always raising my fist
Lifting my head, sticking out my chest* –
Always redoubling my efforts
Life doesn’t give a choice about that
I am the ace that beats the king
Despite our heartaches, our differences
And all those ceaseless insults
I will raise my fist
Even higher, even farther
(chorus)
I’m not afraid
Of reaching for the moon
Even with the time
I still believe in it wholeheartedly
If I have to, I will make
Sacrifices
I have already done several
And this, always raising my fist
I am not like all those girls
That they ogle at and undress with their eyes
I have a shapely figure and curves –
They are here to warm people’s hearts
As a girl from a poor district
I’ve learnt to be proud
Much more love than misery
Much more heart than wars
I have but one philosophy
Being accepted the way I am
With strength and smile
And raising my fist toward the future
Lifting my head, sticking out my chest –
Always redoubling my efforts
Life doesn’t give a choice about that
I am the ace that beats the king
Thank you for the Eng- sub. Jaejoong talks great, should run for office.
I wanna cry… T^T I’m so happy for them… T^T JYJ Fighting!!