Oh lucky bastards

To all my unborn brothers and sisters
you’re so lucky

You don’t know pain

You don’t know cold

Oh lucky bastards

You don’t know the fear of death

You don’t know life

You can sleep

Oh lucky bastards

I’m so jealous of you my unborn brothers and sisters

You don’t know anxiety

You don’t know the mistake

You don’t fear the darkness

You don’t know homesickness

You don’t have a home

Oh lucky bastards

I was so naïve when I was born
But the first thing I did was crying

Oh lucky bastards, you have never cried
you don’t know how to cry

You don’t know but you have never born

Oh lucky bastards