Life
Is it really that hard?
Will we be thrown out of the game, if we don't look like them?
Do we need an excuse?
Don't we have any excuses left to come up with?
What a shame
What a shame
Life
Is it really that hard?
Will we trip over stones whose shapes are hidden?
Do we need to catch up?
Not a single rose has bloomed in our garden
What a shame
What a shame
The girl has put on her most beautiful, light dress
The boy has painted a colorful world
Pitch dark doors they asked them
Wouldn't it be shameful?
Are these kinds of things that easy?
Wouldn't it be shameful?