there’s only one world,
preparing a mature summer for us,
continuing with the child’s game,
according to the adults’ rules,
don’t care about the man lying on the street,
don’t care about the ship running aground.
the sunshine that benefits the lovers,
paving the dark and weary night,
on the backs of the workers,
even on the path of a date,
there will be falling frost,
when the enemies’s eyes meet,
This is no longer a simple story,
in this story,
and there’s you,
and other people too.