World of shadows too blind to cry   Worms crowded together to weak and want   Running from reflection to reflection   We measure the world with measure of our blindness   Can you see while looking at the shadows?   Can you touch the shapeless illusion?   Can you hear the echo of words never told?   Can you taste your own transitory notions?   One color of earth shimmering with different shades   Shapeless shadows independent of the light   Kneeling n the ruins of sacred towns   Crying on ashes of refuted truth   We shall remain and dream again   And moment of awakening is too short to recognize