Remorse

 
What is the price of priceless things nowadays?
I mean these pleasant hugs and tempting kisses.
Those people who will break themselves for you in pieces.
They’ll even heat you in this cold and empty space.
 
Where are those days when we were fully free?
There weren’t these boring jobs and routine deeds,
And we behaved as if we all were happy kids.
All funny days have gone! Do you agree?
 
What is the main reason of this change?
Why do you think all jolly children change in future?
These adult principals, they like a cruel butcher,
Cut pieces of your virgin body. I want revenge!
 
Let’s be in charge of our happy lives!
Don’t let these cruel butchers change our souls!
I just can’t bear to be as you are all these silly dolls
Which have already been sunk in their own cries.