V1 Every ant, has eyes and a nose, Is it pretty or not, Is there a significant difference? What does it matter? V2 Every person, if depressed, so cries, If hungry, so eats, The difference doesn't go wider than between the sky and earth. What's the provocation? B/c1 There's too much, too much tempting forces, Too little facts, Too many games, Only because of curiosity, What else is there worth, To be hysterical about? What else is there, To be faithfully devoted to? One idol after another, All don't exceed expectations. Idols you have idolised, Disappears on by one, Who has become the evil? Who has become the saintly? We're waiting, For what kind of miracle? In the end, we're still alone. Can't bear to be choosy. In the end, still left to face yourself, And not think too-highly, Whoever gives me the world, I'll still be suspicious. Ectastically delirious, Yet, becomes the passing of beauty with time repeat V1 & V2 & B1 B2 A person after another, Who's prettier than whom? A person after another, Who's sweeter than whom? A person after another, Who's easier than whom? V3 Every ant, Crosses-paths with whom? They're all so neat, What does it matter? V4 Every person, Who meets someone he/she loves, Yet there's some fear in their hearts.