Oh, come to me my dear ant.
Like miner comes into the fog
Altruists wander, wearing gold.
My dear ant…
Oh, sing me, please, your little song
About the tower drained of blood
About the coming of the past
My dear ant…
Come closer, clasp me in your arms
Like excavator's fond of dirt.
Like gladiator slays a bird.
My dear ant…
Blind since the childhood? Piece of cake!
You'll make me new eyes with screwdriver
So agitated, wild and rapid
My dear ant…
