Then it happened for real:
they came down from a green and black sky;
and — I still remember it —
we stood there saying “I knew it… what now? What now?”.
And now we’re truly well off:
conquered from space without chains,
forced to dance tribal dances
for the joy of the sons of space.
And on their schoolbooks
it’s written that man
is an intelligent beast
who doesn’t know how to be among people.
And on their schoolbooks
it’s written that man
is an intelligent beast
who doesn’t love himself at all.
Now we’re a protected species,
we know how to love each other with no hurry,
we’ve realized that we’d better
keep calm and behave.
And on their schoolbooks
it’s written that man
is an intelligent beast
who doesn’t know how to be among people.
And on their schoolbooks
it’s written that man
is an intelligent beast
who doesn’t love himself at all.
But he doesn’t love himself at all.
He doesn’t love himself at all.