Бредни о бытие...
Оne day I hope,
Don't lose myself.
That day the whole,
World goes to hell.
And I will see,
What it's like to live in a hole.
From which the devil,
Came to my home.
While I watch.
Every day at the window.
And I notice,
How do people wear crowns.
And destroy,
This beautiful world.
But they are toys.
In the hands of God.
...
But still there are people,
Who don't need a throne.
That lovingly live their lives,
Keeping peace on our Earth.
And while in our world,
There are people who will be defend.
This peace around my home,
I can hope for another moment.
