Picture of reality
Carved by the sequence of history
All integrated into one
As a traumatic side of this world
We are the pilgrims of questions
Search for the meaning of life
Moments of joys and of sorrows
Fused together in our existence
He who has "why" in his life
Can bear with almost any "how"
He who has reason to live
From all his tragedies...
...come a blessing in disguise
Many lives don't know where to go
Walk the paths of deception
Must i follow them for comfort
If i know they are far from the truth
He who has..
