Hope is just the blind faith of the fool,
I’m trying so hard not to open my eyes,
We always wake from dreams, that’s the rule.
The vagaries of vagabonds are always cruel,
Closing my eyes means that I’ll never cry.
Hope is just the blind faith of the fool.
When people aren’t warm, I know that they’re cool,
Silence is just another way people lie,
We always wake from dreams, that’s the rule.
If I am not trash it just means I’m a tool,
Pigs live in houses, they don’t live in sties:
Hope is just the blind faith of the fool.
Everyone fails who sees life as a school,
Not having a life doesn’t mean you can die;
We always wake from dreams, that’s the rule.
“Ghoul” is just another word for “soul”,
Two losers is just another name for a tie.
Hope is just the blind faith of the fool.
We always wake from dreams – that’s the rule.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem