A better world dwells inside the hearts of the good-natured people.

I am a useless human being
in an aimless human world,
I write to cast out all my sadness
yet it comes back like the waves of the sea.

Tireless, unyielding, pig-headed,
our reality is, the more happiness we look for
the more frustration we find.

Although, in the fringes of desperation
for hope we must be on the lookout,
as in the void of a big city, full of dirt,
where a wanderer looks for love and tenderness,
finding, lastly, a charming embrace of humanity.