There\'s nothing left of the arrogant old world
who leaves history ,forgetting to flush .
Denying its genius for an illusion
of fragmented ladies and gentlemen .
0ld golden empires plucked from solar temples.
Your greying feathers contemplating
little kids playing fiddle ...
Do you see the Golgotha wood
rotting fish scales ?
salomon david ,unworthy son
depriving the sky of its moons ...
West side starry,the sun never sets again
silence keeping it awake !
O you old world !
Your flamboyant eagles give birth to pigeons
circling around the folly table
and begging for a few crumbles more ...
And then Lee Van Cleef pulls out his gun .