people, us people

of the east and the west,

taken care of by the land

but the land is dying,

because of us

it becomes dry, dead, dangerous land

the same with our sky

we pollute it,

we kill it 

until it's all gone

people, us people

like the work of an evil child

us people

talk bad about friends, relatives,

people, just like ourselves,

cynical we truly are 

people, us people

we are our mysterious,

defferent,

we change.

becoming more Good than Bad.

we're only human

all of us,

and we aren't afraid

we make something new

we inovate

create something better

we become something new 

far from frightening,

dazzling uncertainty are

people.

us people,

are more than 

just people