| I hope that sable choking fume |
| Will let me see sparkly shine of stars |
| And I believe that also my progenies can behold |
| That glare till last breath of my life |
| Of my life… |
| We let our mother to die |
| Her leaves are rotten as souls of the liars |
| But with care and tears from our eyes |
| We can suffuse the seeds |
| And bring her back to life |
| R: With all our grief and with all our pain |
| We are just shadows of our forefathers |
| We refused our duties of the children |
| With no hope our world will no longer be! |
| With all our grief and with all our pain |
| We are just shadows of our forefathers! |
| (We let our mother to die) |
| Look around and then tell me what you see |
| Such a lonely paradise full of forgotten little ones |
| Tell me what you see, tell me what you see |
| We let our mother to die |
| Her leaves are rotten as souls of the liars |
| But with care and tears from our eyes |
| We can suffuse the seeds |
| And bring her back to life |
| To Life! |
| R: With all our grief and with all our pain |
| We are just shadows of our forefathers |
| We refused our duties of the children |
| With no hope our world will no longer be! |
| With all our grief and with all our pain |
| We are just shadows of our forefathers! |