Under rain of words I stand,
Can't even wash my brain or hand,
Full of sins, aware and unaware, it's our brand,
To act bad, to hide truth under sand.
Shine, shine, on the ground - dear Sun,
I'm tired and from suffers no longer I can run,
I need your heat, mercy and light,
For relief no longer I can fight,
I'm telling you something which is painful,
But I'm afraid, it's just a fact,
What a world it is? !
What a world we have? !
Alas! The glottonous Earth eats every day
He eats Men day and night with his mouth
The cemetery, and our life becomes black and Grey
Of grief we go east, west, north and south,
A beautiful bird flies and nobody cares,
A cute cat walks and nobody cares,
An earlybird rooster crows and no one hears,
A poor child cries and no one hears,