When is it going to end?
When the flowers don't breathe.
When the sea gets mad.
When the mountains walk.

When is it going to end?
Oh you know, what will happen then?
Oh you know, who will lose, who will win?
I cried for a while, but dear, there's no point in crying. You only need to do. To hope. To fight.

Dear, listen to these words. Dear, listen to my voice for it is not too late. Take it and grant it. Take it and embrace it. For love is all the purity we have left.