There are those who don't know the truth, there are those who can bear it, they are all at war and you don't know what will ever happen, what will happen to the world. If you know it, say it out loud! Land of the rising sun, but where will it rise? Idealism will be useless, if people will have to die. Because the earth will still spin, the sun will always shine in the sky. Poverty will not end, Mao Mao! War will always be there, Mao Mao! But then history will tell us that everything will remain the same, Mao Mao! There will always be those who will know, Mao Mao! To pick a flower more than you, Mao Mao! Land of the rising sun, but where will it rise? Idealism will be useless, if people will have to die. Because the earth will still spin, the sun will always shine in the sky. Poverty will not end, Mao Mao! War will always be there, Mao Mao! But then history will tell us that everything will remain the same, Mao Mao! There will always be those who will know, Mao Mao! To pick a flower more than you, Mao Mao! There will always be those who will know, Mao Mao! To pick a flower more than you, Mao Mao!