Enough with senseless and aged perversion
Let the people to continue with people
That following their paradigm, the mind,
This may find its expression in solitude.
Don’t look or run away from anybody
That your smile will be what touches me most
To turn around to whom denies more
If happy hours you can make yours.
Even though the abyss seems very deep
Neither the tide kisses the mountain
Nor the truth needs trick
To move the spider into action
That when it hurts, always hollows in rage
Eats a little and goes on without regret.