Sitting on a rock, beside a river
I was enjoying the beauty of the nature,
then I thought a dreadful thought,
a thought that caused in me a cold shiver,
a thought about the future,
future of the nature.
Would, in future, I be there,
would there exist such a peace,
would this river still be flowing
and this rock still in one piece,
would there be any love to share,
or only war, destruction and despair?
