Polanski,
Life!
Worshipping the goddess of health;
In the land of your muse.
Urban distributors!
Moving across with my mind;
But, who is ready to listen to the words of my muse?
Lust!
Maybe you do not realize it;
But, it is in your ways and your acts.
Gods and Goddesses! !
They are not eternal;
For, their lives are filled with diseases, hatred and war!
Life!
With the righteousness of love;
Living!
With stable buildings;
Snails, nails!
And of the weather,
Raining all day Long.
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