I wanted to sing
My sunlit song
I released the cloths upon the masts in the air
I released the tigers and the leons at the backyards
But the people in the dining room
Are busy with being born and dying
I commisioned
A dagger of a shiny steel
To kill my love, and i killed
At five o' clock at the central avenue
But the people in the dining room
Are busy with being born and dying
I ordered to plant
Leafs of dreams in the manor's garden
The leaves know how to search for the sun
And the roots search, search
But the people in the dining room
These people in the dining room
Are the people in the dining room
But the people in the dining room
Are busy with being born and dying