Fragments from times past are now.
The world of loneliness where we live,
with everything that has been piled up
all around us,
constantly brings our inner being
towards disturbance and disharmony.
All dreamers who know
something else are wrong.
It may be that one is led astray.
Why exist here for no good?
Time goes suffering
my soul passes onwards
in the dream.
Searching for an answer in a mist dominated
by confusion and incomplete life;
Where immoral people take over
and thought becomes a feeling of
despair, doubt and indifference.
Then, we rendezvous and gather for a feast
for comprehension beyond
a hypocritical, jesting and abracadabra world.
English Translation as Follows
Wanderings in Confusion
Fragments from times past are now. The world of loneliness where we live, with everything that has been piled up all around us, constantly brings our inner being towards disturbance and disharmony. All dreamers who know something else are wrong. It may be that one is led astray. Why exist here for no good? Time goes suffering my soul passes onwards in the dream.
Searching for an answer in a mist dominated by confusion and incomplete life; Where immoral people take over and thought becomes a feeling of despair, doubt and indifference. Then, we rendezvous and gather for a feast for comprehension beyond a hypocritical, jesting and abracadabra world.