I see you on the track
Breathing heavily, sighing
Running in circles
Still.
We returned to our lands
Ages ago
With bright yellow discs
Hung on our necks,
Pride of our nation's glory,
Celebrating.
I see you on the track
Breathing heavily, sighing
Running in circles
Still.
What happened to you?
Are you deaf or blind?
Or awaiting a signal to stop?
We returned to our lands
Ages ago
But I see you on the track
Breathing heavily, sighing
Running in circles
Still.
A flaming spirit behind
Driving your worldly desires
To glorify the nation
Shattering your own limits.
We retured to our lands
Ages ago
Quiet and silent
We rest sitting here
Meditating. . .
I see you on the track
Breathing heavily, sighing
Running in circles
Still.