Iată traducerea pentru a doua piesă. Am păstrat tonul profund, dramatic și filozofic al versurilor, asigurându-mă că sensul cuvintelor rămâne exact cel original, iar structura este perfect adaptată pentru a fi cântată în engleză. [Intro] [Plucked guitar and electric violin with reverb FX] Lord, I am writing to You... From a world left... (in ashes...) Where even the saints got lost, Along the... road... I don't ask You for wealth... I am not here to complain, I am searching for the meaning of pain in everything I feel. [Verse 1] Why do You let, Lord, Pride attack us, While on earth... There is no more room for peace? We see how hate spreads... Through screens..., Wars are born for money and millions. Lost children, blameless in battle, Become just numbers on a piece of paper. Why are You silent, Lord... (why don't You say anything...) When the earth is sinking, And when the world's greed... Floods us? ... [Pre-Chorus] We shoot with weapons That we ourselves created, But we blame You For everything that happened. And yet, when the pain becomes an echo... (too heavy...) We look at the sky and cry out... "Where is God?" [Chorus - Explosive hook] Lord..., This is my letter... To You... Full of questions... Questions... Why do You let man Destroy beneath his feet? Why do You let hate... Spread under the sun, While our life... Is turned into terror? If we are made... In Your image... (the holy one...) Why is there now... Hell on this earth? [Verse 2] We draw lines of blood and borders on maps... And we pretend we have... The right to revenge. We use Your name Like a simple shield, While our soul Has long been sold. [Instrumental overdrive guitar solo] If You see us from above... (from above...) How we lose ourselves in wars. Why do You let evil triumph? Did You give us a freedom... Far too great..., Or have we become immune To any mercy? [Pre-Chorus] When a mother buries Her son far too early. A whole world begins To curse. We look at the skies, But the answer seems mute, As if everything... Ended just when... It began... [Chorus - Explosive hook] Lord..., This is my letter... To You... Full of questions... Questions... Why do You let man Destroy beneath his feet? Why do You let hate... Spread under the sun, While our life... Is turned into terror? If we are made... In Your image... (the holy one...) Why is there now... Hell on this earth? [Bridge] But maybe heaven is silent... Because it is our own cry... We have lost love, And forgotten its whole purpose. You don't pull the trigger, You don't spread venom... We made out of life This full cup.... (full,... full,...) [Outro] [Fade out] The answer is not in the skies... (the answer... is not... in the skies...) The answer is within us...