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There is someone who saw how a sculptor sculpts a body of clay
Creating your image in the mountains of Palestine
Breath and the world will plunge into darkness
Stayer in flocks, and fingers in fist
This world is still young this world is still naked

As a barbarian that came out of darkness
In the world of enlightenment in the world of fuss
And the views of the ancient gods
On the walls they give us shelter
And the clay collapses at the junction of cultures
But there is one who has seen
How the sculptor works

Chorus
How the sculptor works

And when these hands were sculpting the Aztec
He knew about the theory of superman
And what colors were these fruits
Those whose hands are black
Black stone of the koaba
And who will sacrifice
Your foreskin
Who will suppress in itself an innate lust
And who will say that
God is love
Who will say
That God is love
But the wisdom of ancient sculptures is noted
Those who look through the prism of the centuries
How the sculptor works

CHORUS

But only bright thoughts
Did not know death
And clean hands changed their color
My clone you created
From dust and dust
Open your eyes, I give you the light