hope is not certain
As much as any of us who hate to remain hate
as bad as any of us who love still love
it is not necessary to explain our good and evil
because who loves and loves us does not like it all
while those who hate us will not believe with it

the words of the heart filled with fake lulled hate at the end of the story
not hoping to have but promise you do not keep
very patient I wait for nothing definite
degrading love when hating sitting silent is not the definite
the longing hearts to hate the way say that there is surely already in my heart
when I hope never come
