Somewhile it has been about million years The human world was born for the presence of thunders He crept out at four looked at the world Released a shriek, he ate up plants He came to springs as far as fountain He looked at himself drank from his palm He was hurt by nature and created the first weapon On body of veil with two knives To hunt animals bake above fire And his hunger to satisfy In many years, in many centuries Its another world, its a world without children People want to kill each other and they dont Want to have children They kill animals and they just live in trust That they will change and more reasonable However these a few sentences Have a power of floods In pulls their conscience like water constructions After all people will be struck and they are like obsessed When they change a power into that dead message, The planet without health, with nature without color The life hasnt been in destroyed green Just blowing of cars and skycrapers to heaven Remain only monuments Dirt in water and ashes in the air We will have only the coat of beton then everything will Explode And it will be again the earth with Beautiful clouds and water like crystal And with green coatings Again for the presence of thunders and storms A new creature will be created Without rockets, without wars, without murders and fights That all starts again, 'tis a strange world