I
Make an attempt to remain alive,
And the reaper will locate you,
Swaying your path, shattering your dreams.
Attempt to die, and life will emerge, twinkling and jingling,
Motivating our spirit to face the unknown,
Like a man on a fence, a sand in hand.
II
Attempt to make your root deeper,
And tornadoes will spring forth,
Uprooting the fertilities of our existence.
Attempt to fly away like birds,
And lightening sparks making the air poisonous,
Plunging back our feets, warding off like weedy landscapes.
III
Attempt to plant, water...