I suffocate human malice,
the hypocrisy, the inexperience,
which as a weed lives in the chest of men.
The mixed look of hatred and lie is relieved.
I want people to sort so that everyone
to recognize the good from the bad guy.
What a shame in the souls of the wicked one!
Talk to fate for help!
Who rob the human hearts and immerses them in the dark?
Why, Lord, so have you kept the malice,
that there is no rest for her?
I call for help,
for a life full of honesty and freedom,
for life sparkling with warmth and joy!
How much I want everything to shine
of purity and revelation.
Goodbye and Kisses ...
nice.