I want to live in a world
where everyone has the right
to await Freedom,
like all the beautiful mornings
that don’t have two cold eyes
scathingly looking at Freedom;
I want to live in a world
where we don’t dance around mister politician
and all his satellites,
while at the same time waltzing our way
to the grave.

I want to live in a world
in which I can
see a dear,
confident and faithful face
on each step of the way,
instead of those of thousands of conspirators,
sunburnt tycoons
and stern politicians,
which appear in the street
for two or three weeks a year,
with their lies
like demonic torches
in their cause against people.

I want to live in a world
where dreaming is dignity
and not a shame,
where there is no need to reconsider
one’s importance in the human society,
but it’s rather a birthright.

I want to live in a world
where people aren’t haunted by conscience
for having once eaten peas,
where food isn’t vanity to some
and mere fantasy to others.
I want to live in a world
where we don’t bring dandyism
into faith,
to discuss in dandy terms
how mankind no longer has faith;

I want to live in a world
where mankind and faith
walk side by side,
so that even prayers
aren’t necessary.