I've searched for hope from the ways of men

From the mazes of those hectic nations

And what have I found? Sun and happiness?

Or eternal moonlight, eternal sadness?



I've seen all those lands and people so far

Whose children had to born into the midst of war

Their homes were burned down by the hate of brothers

And the women were raped right under their eyes



So many ships sailing at those cold-watered seas

All those planes on the sky, will the bombing never cease?

So many catastrophes with countless innocent victims

All those bleak tears left behind by sadness



Questions asked, never answered

Hearts without love, not being cared

What is this senselessness of life?

Thinking, but do I have to cry?