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To get my happiness I had done everything, |
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but had done nothing to be blamed and accused of. |
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The sound of footsteps became louder every day, |
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Then I noticed the fact there was no time. |
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I was a believer in life to be myself always, |
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and was asking whether I would be alive. |
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Give me a reason why not to adopt in this way, |
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or judge me to be guilty to my incurable sins. |
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Tell me why, or why not. Complaining way too much, |
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maybe I overlooked something fatal for me. |
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The whole world was at a complete standstill, |
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and I was in fetters, at the mercy of the mob. |
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The silent warning became louder every day. |
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Then I kept pretending not to hear. |
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Its meaning had been in the eyes of beholder all along. |
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It had grown dark before I found a sign. |
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"Among the nonsense tragedies, what on earth you are looking for? |
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You only have to be honest to yourself and your own fate." |
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Tell me why, or why not. Complaining way too much, |
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maybe I overlooked something fatal for me. |
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There is nobody who knows there will be nobody. |
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Except for me, all the world has gone mad. |
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So what is forgiveness you are willing to withhold? |
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What is the well-being you are willing to make? |
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Now what? So what? Don't you come interrupt me, oh please, |
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while I am interrupting myself. |