Why do we live? Why do we die?
The grass, the flowers, all the animals too, we can't understand
but only with the strengh, desperately we can live.
Days come and go in everyday's routine
We don't live only to die
We die to live again
because everybody here are searching for some meanings.
There isn't only a life full of pain but
there isn't only a joyful life too.
There are mountains but hills too.
The sea, the sky, I'm here too.
There can be night in which you wanna escape but
there aren't endless nights
so let's dream for tomorrow.
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