*Humans will be busy
Pursuing success
Day and night
Who will shed blood to LOVE?
Who will dig one's own grave?
Who will lie down at the bottom of the pit
On that tearful earth to die?
Who will drop layers and layers of mud
On the dead body of a LOVER?
By your NOT loving someone
The entire ocean will become desert
And the entire desert will become ice
Where will the ocean creatures live?
And where will the desert reptiles reside?
No one will be there to buy
The oceans, the deserts or the Ice Poles
No more heart pains
And as for LOVE...?
Never mind
A time will come,
When LOVE will be sold in
Tetra Paks...!*
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
*Humans will be busy
Pursuing success
Day and night
Who will shed blood to LOVE?
Who will dig one's own grave?
Who will lie down at the bottom of the pit
On that tearful earth to die?
Who will drop layers and layers of mud
On the dead body of a LOVER?
By your NOT loving someone
The entire ocean will become desert
And the entire desert will become ice
Where will the ocean creatures live?
And where will the desert reptiles reside?
No one will be there to buy
The oceans, the deserts or the Ice Poles
No more heart pains
And as for LOVE...?
Never mind
A time will come,
When LOVE will be sold in
Tetra Paks...!*
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