Did you hear the falling bombs? Yes, my friend, we are
still in the war, the time of dreaming is already gone, but –
I have good news – we will all get out of here alive.
I see we are waiting for a miracle, but don’t worry about
yourself, in fact, the life is too precious for you to get out
of here. What happens, happens on time, so don’t seek
your or others’ fault. Nothing is your fault. There is no
fault at all, but living. Through the mysteries of forgiving.
Yet, I am telling you – we will all get out of here alive.
I feel we are trying to find a hope, but don’t worry about
yourself. In fact, the life is too precious for you to be missing
for nothing. What does not happen, does not happen in time.
So don’t seek your or others’ fate. There is no fate at all,
but choice. In the centuries of noise and its deadly drive.
Did you hear the falling bombs? Yes, my friend we are
still in the war, the time of dreaming is already gone, but –
I am still telling you – we will all get out of here alive.