Let’s take a piece of papyrus And a quill And paint ourselves Talking to each other Lying on the grass with our eyes to the sun Till the world fails
Let’s paint ourselves Loving each other Let’s don’t care about anything Even if the ruler will hate us And want the people to do the same We keep on waiting for the spring
And we don’t care that World is so cruel And the tyrants still rule Our papyrus is frozen Lying in the grass In the time capsule