Londyn [English translation]

Here the black sky is over me, the pavement is under my feet

Surrounded by two brick walls

Those walls protect private owners of goods

Whoever tries to reach out for them, his hand will come off

And it won't be pretty

It won't look pretty

Here everything is ruled by a great hierarchy

Everybody has their place here

Here a big one beats a small one and when he finishes

Then the small one will get up and beat the one who is smaller than him

And why, why is it so?

Why, why, why you ask

and you don't know, you don't know

Why you ask

and you don't know, you don't know

Why you ask

and you don't know, you don't know

Why you ask

and you don't know, you don't know