How lively is the toddlers play I see;
But oh, so foolish has his simple mind
No proper use for all this energy;
So most of it seems to be unaligned.
And so unbearable it seems to be,
That, knowing all the secrets you can find,
The weak old man, so close to destiny,
Can't pass them on to children and mankind.
But show me someone who could choose
To die until the last thing left to say
Is : he is tired knowing all the truth.
And no kid could be happy since the day,
It had to think so much that it would lose
The time to laugh and for some childish play.