The world stopped at the wall protecting my home ,
everything was beautiful and soft .
It was the world before ,when love was simple
and desire a touch of unique chord ...
You\'ve ruined the order of my alleys ,
sowing madness in the wisdom of my garden ,
you stole my soul of concrete ...
Crowd in adoration of an empty catafalque ,
the guards watching over the winter palace ,
skinned molosses servants of corrupt princes
whose graces frighten small children !
Good apostles in charitable garb ,
giving alms to crows ...
You\'ve breached the wall ,
unleashing impatient flies,
locust calamity ,
and those insolent frogs
bitting Jupiter\'s ass...
Usurpers ,you have no bricks in your belly !
With black blood having dried on the pavement
I\'ll build the new wall !
Enjoying the fruits of my orchard ,
rediscovering taste of simple loves
and desire \'s melody ,unique chord ,
in the heart of summer garden ...