It's like playing with building bricks
I carefully build a wall with stones
It's like playing with building bricks
I look at my empty construction kit
You break my wall guilelessly with dirty hands
That day, it was a very fiery sunset
I hid the building bricks from you
Sad memory of my childhood
Is this the destroyer or the creator?
We brandish our swords with the heat of hatred
Is this our fate or our will?
We will fight until this hot wind takes our wings
I don't put anything in the construction kit
I don't want to lose anything
I hid the building bricks from you
I'm again carefully building a wall with stones