Joining your hands, in murmured words you continue inflicting current misery
Praying to God is an indulgent kiss, the time of your demise near
If you’re able to continue raining ash amidst unreaching light,
I will grant you all of your wishes.
You people who allow yourselves to turn away from the down-pouring reality,
Listen to the voice of the nation that can do nothing but struggle all the time,
And to the truth of this world
That a young girl’s screams of woe tell you when she calls for help

To the hopelessness over there,
What will you hope for?
If you hope for nothing,
What do you call that?

To the hopelessness over here,
Will you hope for me?
Having no hopes,
What do you feel?

If you hope for nothing
To the hopelessness over there
And nothing ceases either,
What will you learn?

To the hopelessness over here,
You have no wishes
God sends black rain and red tears