凡愚 (Bongu)

Somewhere something is missing
Therefore, we are fools

The prepared answers to questions
Every time we repeat, we dull
Every day of misunderstanding seems invisible

Insignificant, trivial mistakes
Unnoticed, accumulate at the bottom
Without resolving misunderstandings, we blend in

Gaps increase in the whirlpool of information
Differences from others, missing pieces
Not found, therefore not corrected
Suddenly exposed

Just fools, showing off
Everyone has twisted pieces
Jumping out phrases
Not knowing 'not knowing'
Unexpectedly tasting fear

Passing through, unnecessary admonitions
Realizing wrong answers, deceiving talk
Honestly banal
Abandoning clever ideals
Jokes will soon begin
We fools lurking in the world

Words automatically released
Only when touching the air do we notice
Everyone is struggling and living

Drowning in the whirlpool of information
Coordinates connecting records and memories
Are off, therefore facing shame
Without preparation, exposing oneself

Just fools, showing off
Everyone has twisted pieces
Jumping out phrases
Not knowing 'not knowing'
Unexpectedly tasting fear

Passing through, unnecessary admonitions
Realizing wrong answers, deceiving talk
Honestly banal
Somewhere something is missing
Therefore, we are fools
The ideal we desire in the world is far

Yet, we are fools