At work mothers than here
I see her thin
a few pink and blue bows
very viagra
the crib is empty give him down
gentlemen

Yellows blacks white provided
cute children
with VAT number and poicon of great brains
and then they don't run away
to other worlds

Something here doesn't quail
let's repopulate this Italy
the faces are the same
sperm courage wake up
a more decent sex
and much less inconclusive
and go

What a sadness that never happens
life wonders
warriors and female soldiers but then
that barrier does not fall
testosterone save us
get on

Something divides us: pride, presumption, hostility
and the creature laughs
maybe he thinks about it and he won't come
how many splendid lives
return to sender you will not hug
never

Just in time here I am
alive and present
good labor and more
so desired
Zero births that I have to do with it
single always

But the creature wins
it's you who missed an opportunity
to pass on love
to give your life eternity
yes the creature wins
but your conscience will forgive you
who knows if he will forgive you