Интро [Intro] [English translation]

Tell me, little moth,

You fly to the Sun -

Who's the smarter of them all,

Chinese or Japanese?

Red, white, black, yellow, little moles,

We live in a world of illusions - both you and I.

A drunken Moon sobs amidst the waves,

The orchestra plays worse with every beat.

It's nice to live in the captivity of an intoxicated dream,

Fallen to the bottom of a warm spring puddle.