Those who cheated you will be faithful to you.
A fired bullet will be back from the other side.
The one who moved down from his place,will occupy it again,
A bun will turn into dough,
And the sky will remind we are same in front of its eyes.
Rain will fall on the sky,the judge won't find fault.
Fable will come true and flies will turn into elephants.
Hoarfrost turn into a drop of dew,
Orange colour will turn into blue,
And the sky will remind we are same in front of its eyes.
And don't think that we are moving to the darkness,where neither for a heart nor for a soul.
Soon will be blossoming of wits and hearts.
And the slave who defeated his lords,will build his own prison
And Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf will go to the altar.
An ink-pot will learn how to shed,
Argentina-Jamaica will play with the score of zero-five,
A shirt will turn into a king's tunic,
To the ashes we'll turn and will come out of the ashes
And the sky will remind we are same in front of its eyes.