My heart, when frail is the light
When in difficult times
The afflicted men surrendered
To their pitiless ordeals
Serve them sky veils
Where poison mixes with honey
Strange and warlike snitches
The Black Death will ravage your refuges
Like once the great floods
The time will come when the steel will melt
Run, run like the wolves
Hide like rats in holes
On the Coliseums of Ukraine by a thousand
Sing, isn't it hell?
where brothers go to war
And the devil built himself a new lever
Its carnages are nevertheless blessed!
Go back to your nests...
But the stars are horrified in your place
Prepare them sails for hell
That I am of a murderous lucidity...
My heart, what hearts of ice!
In the world where no one can shine
Hope without a future
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