The Stairs Of The World

Here you can see the world alive

All engaged in its different works

With the people on both my sides

I like hearing their colourful words

I see a boy who's kissing a girl

And she looks right at me

She wants to say "you are alone

You can't receive what I can feel".

Why do you want to make me suffer?

Why do you want to make me cry?

I have done nothing bad to you,

And you, you don't, you don't even know me.

When I turn into Ash on the Stairs of the World

I see all the people come and go

When I turn into Ash on the Stairs of the World

I watch a horrible show, I watch a horrible show.

This is the place where a promise is told

And I wonder if it will be holden

Where a misunderstood white dress

Is sign of faithfully love confessed

Where all races meet in a crazy dance

Full of colours and sounds, religions and lands

I know that you all men will pass here someday

And something you will think, you'll understand.

Will you go back to your homeland?

And will you take what you have learned?

All this singing and dancing and singing and dancing

Is the diversity of lives

And this keeps this world alive.

When I turn into Ash on the Stairs of the World

I see all the people come and go

When I turn into Ash on the Stairs of the World

I watch a horrible show, I watch a horrible show.

All this moving and speaking and burning and freshening

Is the heart of the Cosmos

We are self-moving pawns in a game

We are like a picture that knows how to draw itself

The heart will beat along

If you come and dance on the Stairs of the World.