When the sun falls on the black cloud
Somewhere no one will see anything, the horizon will disappear -
Anxiety when the mountain will fly with its wings
Numerous thorn bushes will roll here and there
When the sky bursts, all the stars will fall
The seawater is frozen to ice
When wild animals and birds die
He will just dig and eat it with his fingernails
Kabandhara rooted in the yawning crack of each soil
They will want to find out the head for which they are guilty
Lost consciousness today across the desert of projection
That's when everyone will remember
Then everyone will remember who did what.
1028.256 SRY