The World is a cactus land
The World is a cactus land
Which hath spread thorns in every place
Of thine life's phase
To bleed and to Tear off thine skin
To teach and to make thee solid like the tin

The World is a cactus land
The World is a cactus land
For those who art faint- hearted
For those who are often diverted
The cactus land...