at the door of that church
there is a big hurry
around an old thing
prevails a huge mess
the children are yet running away from it
throwing fire away, exploding
a cow in flames has been released
with a man driving it
circling rounds
oh love, circling rounds
they are the round circles of the people
they are the round circles of the children
seven rounds
at the door of that church
lives the traditional being
around an old thing
that doesn't change its condition