Zen

A duck in the cafe
I struggle to digest, sometimes
All the chewed up papers
That get caught in my net
Of voices. Poor fisherman,
Should have read between my lines,
Not bite at my mood swings
Even if I'm not worthy.

Should have stayed Zen. Let's be Zen,
Cold blood in the veins, let's be Zen
No more chain reactions.
Zen, let's stay Zen,
Calm in life as on stage,
Without love and without hate.

I'm not in the wind of the puppets,
Of those players in the backcourt,
Of those who, for a little piece of atoll,
Are ready to drop loves,
All those blackmailer
Who lack chest and height.
It's easy to count the mistakes
When you're not playing the scene.

To err is human. Let's be Zen.
Cold blood in the veins. Let's be Zen
No more chain reactions.
Zen, let's stay Zen.
Calm in life as on stage,
Without love and without hate.
Zen, Zen,
Zen, Zen.

Zen, let's stay Zen.
Cold blood in the veins, Zen
No more chain reactions, Zen.
Calm in life as on stage,
Without love and without hate,
Zen,
Without love and without hate,
Zen,
Without love and without hate,
Let's be Zen,
Zen.