Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
The alchemists are coming
They are coming, the alchemists
The alchemists are coming
They are coming, the alchemists
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah
Yeah
They're discreet and silent
They live too far from men
They affectionately choose the moment
And the time of their precious labor
They're patient, assiduous and perseverant
Following the hermetic rules
From trituration, fixation
Distillation and coagulation
With them they bring crucibles
Glass jars, porcelain pots
All of them well illuminated
They avoid any relation with people
Of nasty temperament
Of nasty temperament
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
The alchemists are coming
They are coming, the alchemists
The alchemists are coming
They are coming, the alchemists
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh