Each Of Our Heart Is Broken

I long for greatness,

I believe that I am created for greatness,

I am to remember that I came like other people,

I had no extra quality, all human equals,

Every human is filled with humility, which is powerful. 

If a human is a rocky-place seed,

Something may be accomplished,

Without sinking deep roots,

One can not continue to grow and bear fruit.

The seed falling on good soil,

It refers to someone who has a good soul,

He or she hears the truth and understands it,

He or she does not forget the naturality,

Forgetting this state of naturality,

Human in the modern era is running with artificiality,

How much human can continue to grow and bear fruit?

We are surfing the waves,

We are searching the sea,

We′re swimming too deep to find,

And Humanity is sinking deep in sin and being deeply stained.

Each of our hearts is constantly broken,

Still, we are to smile like the sun.