They said that they are lovely, knew what’s right

Drifting in the forest, path is narrow

Sunshine glows the leather-filled palace bright

Minds’ growing thunderstorm, lightnings bellow

Thou are like a crazy bee, wipe them out

Talking with an infant mind stunned speak hell

Drive through the palace, know not what’s about

Somber the creatures, no longer rebel

Surpass the darkness, heaven’s eye appears

Stand up in front to take gems of nether

Children lost their mind, chased away with tears

Full of worry, scared to work together

Though thou vie[1] might suffer some miseries

Our life is full of possibilities

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[1] “vie” means “life” in French.