In a world where love seems to fade away,
where the ephemeral imposes itself with its power,
no one wants to love anymore, only to pretend,
so much passion and pleasure without being able to truly love.
It has become fashionable to evade emotion,
fear of feeling, of showing one's heart.
Loving is for the weak, they think without reason,
forgetting that true passion lies in it.
Fear hovers over every heart,
the frightened mind seeks protection.
Everyday sex, love in extinction,
what is left for us then in this confusion?
