In the warm air are spinnig
These little fairies,
Enticing with their light dance,
They kill without turning pale.
Their cruel habit -
Is their cold embrace.
Flying around like birds
Are funny dresses in the wind
I don't fear anything and I'm not sad,
Because now I'm one of them,
Because I'm doing whatever I want,
Forgetting everything at that very same moment.
Enveloping gently,
Like air currents,
Are their innocent smiles,
Their insidious reproaches.
Feeble attempts die,
Stars fall into the thistles.
How fiercely curious,
Are those little hands!
I don't fear anything and I'm not sad,
Because now I'm one of them,
Because I'm doing whatever I want,
Forgetting everything at that very same moment.
Our life is a game without rules,
If not death - then song,
The crazier - the more fun,
The more painful - the more interesting it is.
What will you say to the red-haired witch,
Are you the victim or the killer?
Maybe this moment is the last?
Forget everything! Let's spin!