Rased seeds of life 
Emptiness of a complex in potential. 
As a grandiose mountain of which peak had 
no longer access 
When the soul feels the fire of luxury and the 
mind twists the right. No! 
The smile in a cage, soul was deceitful 
Now we cohabit with doom 
Waste of intelligence for primitive analysis 
Repressed minds 
Develop and celebrate the knowledge 
What do we profit of unremitting moments of reflection? 
So many conclusions, So many newness 
Forces through a tool in the living room of our 
homes will obstruct our reasoning while we 
cede ourselves to its visual enchantment 
Close your eyes, feel the disequilibrium, feel 
that we don't live in the paradise yet, after 
open your eyes and act. 
Close your eyes, close your eyes and view the 
disequilibrium. 
Open your eyes, open your eyes and act.