A mad young man like a storm holding the map of earth
says, I will break all, I will destroy everything…
Holding cry, lamentation, ruin, sorrow,
Welcome, success, greetings, clapping, peace-bed,
lust, frustration and hope into his fist,
says non-stop his only language:
I will break all, I will destroy everything…
Weal and woe, birth and death, mourning, strike,
bloodshedding, murder… all these ancient new
like the cups in tea-stalls touch everyday
innumerable hands and lips of men;
That is why, the mad young man waving his destructive hands
says like a storm in clear voice:
I will break all, I will destroy everything,
I will turn everything upside down…
Actually the mad young man into our deep existence
wages war, makes earthqakes and wiping the Atlantis creates the Atlantic ocean.
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