Someday they’ll come to tell you,
that they believe you, they love you
and they want you.
Have your mind on the child
close the door with a key
they’re lying.
Someday gnostics will come
chosen ones and grammarians
to convince you
Have your mind on the child
close the door with a key
they will sell you
And when the time will come
when the candle has gone out
in the storm
Defend your child
because if your child escapes
hope exists.