We’re old but we can’t understand,
We’re sensible but we can’t find reason,
We’re real but we can’t see ourselves.
Lying beneath something we can’t reach
Lying to ourselves about what we know
Lying only…
We cry! We cry!
We despair! We despair!
There’s only doubt in the sky
But no one seems to care!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem