My mind is ecstatic,
as I try to organize it.
Plentiful, a full attic,
men and women, animals and plants.
What use is it?
If not as a Physicist.
I look for skylight and I look for lamps.
The Ignorance is looking for truth.

There is no care for future children.
We all come from sea,
We all come from sand,
People war for Peter Pans.

Men die for other Man’s hands.
A strain of man is my pain.
The Sky and The Earth in my hand.
Forever I be in the age of Aquarius.

For a child we all are, we all are Ignorance.
The borders are our limits,
The ponds needn’t separate our spirits.
Nations rise again and again

But the world keeps on turning.
**** for belief if you wish,
But I will die for mine.
The Ignorance is looking for truth.

The hated is looking for love.
He takes but does not give,
He receives but does not plead.
How can one man see,

Without raising his eyes to the sky?
(and the Sky does not see at all).