HE created it
And with this he finished his work
HE set in motion
The wheels of the machine of history
Wars, droughts, famine
Suffering and diseases
Like blind men after groping
We are looking for a way
Icarus believed that
A divine hand is holding him
Who will answer me:
Is Icarus us?
He took Icarus's wings
And he fell like a rock
He created it
And that was the end of his work
He gave the beginning
He closed his eyes and fell asleep
Icarus believed that
He could fly like a bird
Who will answer me:
Is Icarus us?
Icarus clipped his wings
And he fell like a rock

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