We all once were particles of the whole
Then we divided it into black & white so bravely
Together we all once were fractions of the eternal
Then we decided to walk away to the ending stops
To our poles
Gravitational law no more works here
Plus to minus from now gives rejection and burning
Compas is broken, the control of navigation is lost
Everyone is looking for their course and location
On the rose of the winds
By the swirl of scorching blizzards
North whirls South1
Breeze carries sand
To the West and East
We reap the fruits that were planted by ourselves
We are against those who are against us for we are not with them
We die from the bullets that were sold by ourselves
And wonder at what's happening to us
We open the soul to faith closing the mind
We potter on the shallow of our infertile thoughts
We broaden the perview in the prison of our flats
Not noticing big and complicated world behind the window
World!
By the swirl of scorching blizzards
North whirls South1
Breeze carries sand
To the West and East
In spokes of a wheel,
Our poles are there
In the center of all worlds,
There is the rose of the winds
1. a. b. Can also be "South whirls North" as nominative and accusative forms of these words are the same.