We cannot ascertain how grave things are,
Or where they’ll lead, by looking out windows,
As “bug” and economic bust conspire.
We have our food, and when we need, our car.
At night, we watch our favorite TV shows.
We cannot ascertain how grave things are.
The unseen enemy in this great war
We hide from, so that all of us don’t lose
As “bug” and economic bust conspire.
None know which ones will die someday not far
Off from this one. My friends, let us not pose:
We cannot ascertain how grave things are.
Decide what is for God, what for Caesar.
Strip off attachment as you strip from clothes,
As “bug” and economic bust conspire.
Both here and after saying “Au revoir”
We keep only what we’ve earned, of repose.
We cannot ascertain how grave things are,
As “bug” and economic bust conspire.
