These reasonable songs of savages
Seated beauty on its knee
Armed itself against justice
Contrived to purge the mind
To strangle it
Where all hearts opened towards the spirit
For the body and for the soul
Utterly forsaken - you who love the absence
That impulse for religion
Misfortune was its God
That look so lost, on a face so dead
Courage and destruction inspire these people
Their loathing - a motherless fatherland
Roaring debauchery of that madness disaster
Our extent of innocence
Life - a monstrous dose of venom
A glimpse of conversion - happiness
Mans melodious noble ambition

Gypsy