Many wonders lurk in this realm,
If you just let them come through.
Hey, come closer to me, children:
I've got something to tell you:
"Two used to live here - the fiery blood,
Carelessly playing with forbidden fruit.
There are no traces of them on the shore,
Seems their path among living's no more.
Suddenly someone fell down from high beam,
He must have soared on the wings of a dream.
Jumping from rooftop he couldn't know,
Learning to fly is not easy, oh no.
With each passing day my shaky step's slowing down,
And body's like cage where bird-like soul has been thrown.
I see someone is approaching, all in white and with a scythe;
We are all but guests in this world:
Time to go home!"
Children got quiet from my song's close call:
"Mister, you must be the smartest of all!
We do not want to miss out anything,
Mister, please teach us to live now, begin!"
Children attacked, started torturing me.
Oh, if I only could say anything!