My queen of this side shakes off the dust of her nature
Although she knows she’s the fisher of man
It’s so mean

Oh queen of south superficial play of a shallow
It’s deeper and stronger below defects of our time
Defects of our time

Immortals are warned since generations
Joy and pleasure – we’ve been able to leave it behind
So long, so long, so long

Farewell celebrations are over
An evil man bringing forth his ideas
So long, so long, so long

That feeling of decay lost its mеaning
And sex can’t make me lovе you again
Those overtaken finally break free
Tell I …

Tell I name her moon
Tell I name her moon
She. Say I do
She’s dead
She’s dead
She’s dead
She’s dead
She
Tell I name her moon
Say I do
Call her moon
She’s dead
She’s dead
So!

I call her moon. Say
She’s dead oh

She’s dead … She’s dead. She’s dead so

Tell I name her moon
Tell I name her moon

Say. I do
Say. I do