Look at me wisely my old friend, read my lips my mute friend. They feel so tall, but we only know that we are two dwarves on ancients' shoulders, only two dwarves on ancients' shoulders recognize it, recognize it! Atheistic woman, you will always be much more faithful than a men who believes. Observing you it's like an harmony's lesson, your face teachs me without theorems. Tolls, tolls: red bluebells and so strong castles of cards. To who is now a mental prayer, to who will be a nude prayer. Atheistic woman, you will always be much more faithful than a men who believes.