Is that grey?
So if my eyes can see
and my mind doesn't fool me,
I can see the trash beyond that colourful but dark sky.
Where does it come from?
From us?
But human race is a good, kind one...

Is that grey?
It's not light.
But the thing I can't really understand
is the beginning,
the very beginning,
when everything was right,
and the way it started changing,
the moment we got mad.

It's getting darker:
the grey hell will disappear.
But for the first time,
heaven is below us
and hell is above these trees.