I say: 'Good morning everyone', br Turn on the light. The morning sun br Will never choose to greet this place br Of greed-trapped minds and sheer disgrace. br Some beer into inner space br To sink reality for instance br Is just the way of my resistance br Within this suffocating maze. br br The fussy crowds in hurrying trams, br The same old streets, the traffic jams br Are too disgusting for my eyes - br They seek lush colors of surprise. br My heart's a rose yet to bloom, br And all it needs is Heaven's cater, br But I will never break the fetter br Of northern winds and autumn gloom.