I wake up right from the wrong side
and look up to the hazel sky
Had my pet not soiled my quilty ride
I could have caught two more bugs that passed by

I plunge onto the muddy roads
To bridle my flimsy whims
And there I dip into the summer mode
And blissfully tire my limbs

And here i open my wings and soar high,
beneath the shadow of the roof for the sky,
Inch by Inch, as i continue to fly
I flipped my ground in one try

With a drowsy droopy head
I forego my mug of beer
To run for the nuts instead
And caress the oblivion so near

To top it all I begin to crawl
And babble like a child
Wearing the mysterious look I enter the hall
For sure only to roar as if in the wild

In the bliss of ignorance
I shun what you recommend
Because ill slip into my shell for once
And not let the roof for the sky bend

Nothing can lend me solace
But the arms of the mighty oceans
On the sands of time will I leave no trace
For there are too many who are ready to mourn

Had enough of my habitual anecdote
That incessantly numbs my soul
I can no longer let the residue float
To dig a grave in the name of a hole

To melt the ice I’ve shed my tears
Allowed then even to multiply
But the blindfolded mouths and the ears
Never answer the why’s…