Oh my brother Will you get it, What I feel And what I want to share with you? The great extinction of Our kind, it comes. I feel like we were already fossilized. We are like blue birds, Of dreams unlimited But now all is dying It's seems such a pitiful shame. Later… When the dreams won't be needed. Later… When the treacherous science will captivate us. Later… We will stop being pretty Later… But now let us bless this escaping time. Witnesses of the decline Of the eternal boys land. Oh! Everything that Will come after our time, It'll be really good And really f**ing sad. There's no chance at all, For the wreckless souls. The happy kingdom is brought to ruin. Try to thinks of it That the end is near, Try to think that the end is the end for thee! Artists are just little strumpets They try to seduce you Desire your money I know, I am one of them. No one will miss a little strumpet You use her, you squeeze her You buy her and f** her And then you just throw it away. Later… When the dreams won't be needed. Later… When the treacherous science will captivate us. Later… We will stop being pretty Later… But now let us bless this escaping time Witnesses of the decline Of the eternal boys land. Oh! Everything that Will come after our time, It'll be really good And really f**ing sad.