My brother! Wait, let's put the sun on our heads and say a few words... I understand that you carry the weight of a whole world on your shoulders and you are too tired to feel my presence. It is as if the houses, streets, roads have been emptied and the city has fallen into a deep silence. People consented to slavery, and goods were held in high esteem. Everything mixed together and a foggy smoke covered the whole city. The eye can't see, the heart can't feel the heart...
Man, who has the power to grow flowers of mercy, was dethroned and condemned to work for his stomach. Think about it… All these people are racing with the insect that has been swept away like grains of sand and is digging the ground to feed themselves. No one sees anyone, no one feels the heartache, and the soil takes away many loneliness with its rain waters.
My brother! Wait, let's say a few words… Don't be afraid! Give me your hand! I sing the song you sing, I know the story that broke your heart, I also know anger at the hands that dry your daisies, I am against your power that destroys your ideals, but no matter what, nothing should separate you from me and me from you.
Wait! Let's talk, even if it's on our feet, you ask me, I will ask you, you smile at me, I will smile at you, and we realize that we are children of Adam and meet in love.
Don't walk away, there is so much to talk about that I don't know where to start. Put your feet on the ground and the word. Let's start with the stories of our children, discuss what we wanted to do but could not do, let's solve the shackles on our feet together.
They have transformed the insect, and we have become unable to think of anything other than feeding ourselves. They drew curtains before our eyes and killed us while we were alive. Let's sit down and talk, then let's join hands and clean the thorns from our feet.
You know, you need me and I need you for our barren hearts to bloom. Let's talk, share the load, and turn our heads to look at the traces we left behind. You know, those who walked by smelling the daisies in their hands would find the way with our footprints… Well, was this possible? Put your feet on the ground, brother! Let's turn our heads away from the pit of wishbones and turn towards the direction of the rising sun and try to understand which sea feeds our dreams. Let's laugh and cry together and find the balm of our wounds together...
Let's talk! You ask me, I will ask you! Let's pay our brotherly debt to each other, you hold my load and I will hold yours. The road is not tiring, but there are those who sprinkle stones on the roads and we breathe the same air as them. These murderers, who grow thorns in their hearts, kill, destroy, starve, discredit and turn the world into a dark dungeon.
But we know that an iota of goodness overcomes a world of evil... Let's not forget that the stars are strong enough to pierce the sky. So let's fold our hands, put our hopes on, and walk with strong steps into the heart of the night.
Stop! Let's talk bro! We don't need selected places to be able to say three or five words, as long as the hearts are united, the word reaches its address and everything comes to an end. The place we are in may be a wall, it may be an untouched piece of land, it may be a secluded house... It doesn't matter where we are or what we have, as long as our hearts are one. As long as our intentions meet in the sea of love...