2021.02.18.
Just Life
Life is mean.We imagine it like a children's game,
light like hopscotch, more beautiful
than a kite, it's nothing more than the wind.
Life is violent.
Without warning, life shows you her teeth.
Often our calm rivers get loose
as torrents - life is violent.
Sing, 'Life is beautiful' in the middle of your torment.
She makes me grow wings just long enough
for me to admire the essential, simply everything.
My feet in the void scream, 'I'm alive!'
Eh oh, eh oh, I'm alive!
Eh oh, eh oh, oh, oh, oh!
Life is crazy.
Without warning, life cuts the power.
Often, the first to leave think
they have time - life lies to you.
Life is ahead,
a point-blank bonus of happiness.
All that remains is finding the keys to move
forward, obviously.
Sing, 'Life is beautiful' in the middle of your torment.
She makes me grow wings just long enough
for me to admire the essential, simply everything.
My feet in the void scream, 'I'm alive!'
Sing, 'Life is beautiful' in the middle of your torment.
She makes me grow wings just long enough
for me to admire the essential, simply everything.
My feet in the void scream, 'I'm alive!'
Life simply
doesn't give you anything she won't recover later!
Eh oh, eh oh, I'm alive!
Eh oh, eh oh, oh, oh, oh!
Eh oh, eh oh, I'm alive!
Eh oh, eh oh, oh, oh, oh!
My feet in the void, alive!
My heart in the void,
can you listen to it?
My feet in the void, alive!
My heart in the void,
can you listen to it?
Just life.