Eleven is the luck most people haven't
Eleven is the navel of ideas
Eleven is like a light in a gloomy cavern
Eleven is the haven of your fears

Eleven – more can never come
You ask what is there to be done?
It's up to you when it will run

Eleven is all I can and can't imagine
Eleven is a hint of destiny
Eleven – you got it, well I never
Elеven – a lucky number you will see

Elevеn – more can never come
It's up to you when it will run
Don't ask what is there to be done