At the End of Walkway

It's a pity not to pay attention Of this darkness: Here, "Jasmine" drink the tears; Did you smell sobbing perfume ..?! , Here continues to grow thorns And there are barefooted on the road ..; Did you loose your plow ..?! , At the end of walkway .. Fates in wait And there is a lot of oblations prepared ..; Did you prepare your oblation ..?! , At your feet your bad luck Will fall The blast, which raises is a half-truth So did you hear the sound of your heart ..?! , In the groan of children .. Something that sends terror There is Tombstones on this rubble; Did you hear the dirt weep! , Glimmer of lights that flash at night .. Point to "Carnival" .. fires; Did you remember when the war begin ..?! ; It's a pity not to pay attention, It's pity not to see all these details!!