What will the gentlemen say, sitting stiffly,
Spitting on the ones, that left the homeland?
They will again just be silent, as they were silent last time [1]
Trembling with fear, stealing in silence.
What will the ladies say, looking through the opera binoculars,
when they will prohibit the truth in theater?
I know, they will gladly listen to the fairy tales again,
that one should be afraid of the truth.
What will all these say, that applaud to you today,
when the ones in power will silence your voice?
They will just keep on dancing, as others whistle to them,
hop around until they brake their necks!