A new serum eradicates the illness  An old man rises from his wheelchair  When suffering unknown attacks the painless  And common animal's are becoming rare    As water spins in circles twice  Spiders, snakes und the little mice  Get twisted around and tumble down  When Nature calls we all shall drown    If the earth is dying of the growing thirst  Rain shall fall on dried out soil  And every kind of bud shall burst  A sough of relief to insects - turmoil    As water spins in circles twice  Spiders, snakes und the little mice  Get twisted around and tumble down  When Nature calls we all shall drown