The flowers of peace are falling from the skies,
and our eyes with such whiteness become blind.

I can’t understand others,
while I don’t understand myself.

The flowers of peace reach earth,
and they dance around our feet.

I can’t see them,
while I don’t see myself.

The flowers of peace pull softly my pants,
and they ask me for a favor.

I can’t listen to them,
while I don’t listen myself.

What did they whisper?

I can’t understand others,
while I don’t understand myself.

The flowers of peace are near me
until I kiss the tree that gave birth to us,
and I become a flower…

I become a flower of peace.
I fall from the skies to live with you,
until… We become flowers.

We become flowers of peace.

When there is no where to refuge… War is coming closer. Who is doing this to us? A war is being created by us. I can’t stand my family. I can’t stand the dog barking. I can’t stand… ME. Why?