We walk around to and fro
But sometimes we don't know where we are.
We talks about this and that.
But sometimes we don't even know the meaning.
We blames one or other.
But sometimes we don't really mean it.
Such dainty lives, such mediocre lives.
Such boring times, such uneventful times.
Only come into life,
When we collide.
So just collide already!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem