It has always seemed to me
That our goal is clear
And we know what we’re searching for behind the threshold
And a lie is justified, too,
At times when we need it
For the sake of the sought-for results
And with the help of people’s lives
And the motives of their doings,
The destiny itself guides us to the goal
So, how could it be that
In fact, this very goal
Is now denied by our artificial god?
But you were
Created
To be our angel of new life
The spring of yours
Has invited us
To the sunrise of the upcoming days!..
It would have been strange
To blame you now:
You already know too much
But how can we follow
This path without losses
That are meant to happen, as you say?
Life in our century isn’t simple
It’s full of contradictions:
Sometimes, happiness is just an illusion,
And probably, you will
Give us illusions, too,
Leaving something important out of sight
Because, if you are right
And the technical progress
No longer needs our naïve aspirations,
Then, now, our only goal
Is a stupid satisfied society
Where most people are just consumers!
But you were
Created
To be our angel of new life
The spring of yours
Has guided us
To the dreams of our terrestrial path!..
And the day will come
And you’ll suddenly
Understand everything once again
And the day will come
And we’ll tell ourselves:
Our aspirations are worth it!