Love of poverty knows no war
Neither thieves, murderers, lightning and drought 
And you will not fear other serpents of this earth
Love of poverty knows no kings
What else can it do for you useful if you go into the woods
What else can help you down there in the city 
Your father will advise the knife against all troubles
What else but iron will save you 
No there we will save by despising reality 
And this bunch of idiots will disappear 
And neither money nor passion will be of any use 
Dear listeners, we are nothingness 
Crews lost on the high seas
Maybe the president doesn't he knows
What do you carry with you these days
And for the trip that Marta will wear
Her mother will buy her the coat against winds and snow
And that hat from the advertisement
/>No, we will save ourselves, they despise reality 
And this bunch of idiots will disappear 
It will be very sweet to destroy us, you'll see
And like the skies, clear love will be 
We will be saints, despising reality 
And this bunch of assholes will disappear 
And neither beauty nor cover will be needed 
And we are nothing, we are just blindness 
Poisoned fish in the middle of the sea
The president doesn't know this