Once upon a time when the real human Was a being without fear and shame Once the leisure kissed The minds of all the true men Kalokagathia was it's name
I wish I could return this Glorious ancient time The human was a being Proud, strong, ardent and fine But now he's just a marionette In a bad and rotten game Created by own sillines Just born to drown in flames
What was beautiful, what was pure in heart Now is depraved, false – just as well a lie What meant joy and fun Now means deep depression But we don't understand, we all shall cry
The ancient land became phantasia We've built on sand, kalokagathia
Now the time arrived when the real human Is a numbered robot without name And the progress pissed Into the minds of true men All what counts in modern age is fame