envied by the current generation,
able to go out wild and free,
for i long the taste of freedom,
and eager to begin my journey.

envied by the current generation,
able to see the light of the world,
i wish the ancient would understand,
the craving i’ve been looking for.

“the world is full of danger,” they say,
and i deny not what they say,
but life is never full of roses,
so why still must i stay?

i wish i have another life,
a life that is full of rhythm,
so beautiful yet so deadly,
and not as melancholy as already is.