The world goes crazy, never ceases to amaze me.
Maybe I'm just lazy. Still, says me...
There's nothing perfect, nothing wrong
You're waving hello, I'm saying so long.
This world is weak, the people are strong.
You may be crying, but I'm singing this song.
This world is a mess, but yes, god bless.
Maybe I should expect less, in this game of chess...
I've just taken your queen with my knight.
Pathetic it's a disappointing sight.
If nothing is wrong, what could possibly be right?
Well, we may not have won, but we're still in for the fight.
So I guess what I'm trying to say, to this day,
is that it's not right or wrong, but in the way
that we all fight this disarray, and stay smiling,
through this worlds dismay...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem