You are alone, O world,
you have no second choice
and I cannot choose,
to live life as I should
and put an end to madness.
Had I the chance to choose,
you world
I could not select you,
not as you are,
not in this condition
as you have fallen today.
You world, our home,
that God gifted us
so generously,
not through your fault,
but of your inhabitants,
who transformed you
so brutally.
You world, our shelter,
with endless wonders,
your wretched inhabitants,
of today’s time,
forgot the trusts,
and are staining you,
with all they can.
