Some days you don't need any proportion of time
In order to label the soul out of combustion
Engrave on the body a bright tattoo marked
Who declares that this is the Black Sabbath generation.
This is a generation of young and old men and women,
Girls, children, human beings who all of a sudden
As if she had taken from them at once all the wisdom of the years
And the same routine that used to be washed away by madness.
This is the generation whose hearts seem to have been kidnapped to the realms without a heart
And he was once again forced to apply ancient clichés
Such as "human heroism," "sacrifice," and "the threshold of pain."
Or learn not to drown in the sea of loss and cry.
The shocked generation that was left without an answer to the appeal "How are you?"
And words of love for him are also an end and a separation.
All the forces of giving surge out of him powerfully
And write in the smoke air another fairy tale.
A contemporary surviving generation born in a sudden day
And his spirit was revived by a chilling spark of excitement
Who learned about existential anxiety in his own flesh
And his soul will not allow to contain another "planet."
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