In spite of everything, I still believe
that people are really good at heart.
I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation
consisting of confusion, misery, and death.
I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness,
I hear the ever-approaching thunder, which will destroy us, too,
I can feel the suffering of millions, and yet,
if I look up into the heavens,
I think that it will all come right,
and that peace and tranquility will return again.
In the meantime, I must uphold my ideals,
for perhaps the time will come
In this time of Advent waiting, focus on the idea that peace and tranquility will return again!