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 fucking 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 fuck 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 fucking sad.^[1]