On a sticky ball, a fly sat down,
To perceive carefully.
She stopped reasoning about her wings,
In case of escape, remember them.
What are you listening to, insect stupid?
Isn't it better to focus on your feet?
It's better for you.
Don't you feel like they're getting deeper?
So far, under your weight,
But you don't think about it at all
Shut up, you fool! Shut up!
In the melody of the bumblebee, I listened.
He sat on me and he buzzed sweetly.
Probably handsome and pretty.
And you want to destruct a wonderful dream.
I've had besides much of this.
Then shut up, don't talk.
I want to share a beautiful life with him.
O mediocre fly, I am a ventriloquist,
I just strangled you, soft...
...you missed your escape.
