Hullabaloo, I rushed down to the lake
A savior
I built a ship and said a small prayer
Because I was scared
The sun shone and the lake flowed
Sunflowers, sunflowers, flies die
But today, I must save the most flies possible
I carry a string in each hand- determined
I throw myself into the abyss and try
To pull the flies in before
But the juveniles reach them where they fight
The stream and the water
So the day wears on
Going aboard, I had begun to fight the stream
Which had already killed so many
I can not breathe and I am heavier with every wave
I need a miracle
Because I am drowning- sins
I try to get on board
I pulled ashore and saved myself
Onto the beach
I set myself on a hot stone and let myself dry again
I throw myself into the abyss and try
To pull the flies in before
But the juveniles reach them where they fight
The stream and the water
A flurry, completely soaked
Bold, feeling the boat at the strongest current
And the land gradually approaches
He is both on
Sea and land, saving
Flies that die here
Though especially himself
Eternal war and peace nowhere
But it will not know a good sacrifice
The days are long