“the world isn’t yoursâ€
but we didn’t care
money ruled the people
what’s real turned to dust
let’s get away, far,
even if we have nothing
just as long as I have you
and you hold on to me
we will never tire or cease
the world will soon end
but until then, look at me,
let’s run forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem