What is squirming in the sand?
Please don't kill me
Meditate and no one can
Please don't kill me

Life ends 
Too bad
In a tiny box wooden clad

Lips move up and down in the same
Ulicka, ulicka
Met left and began in a way
Ulicka, ulicka
We sure can't prepare anything
Ulicka, ulicka
Lips move up and down in the same

Tell me I don't know the way
Please don't kill me
Very hot and far away
Please don't kill me

Sun plays higher still
In the scheme of things 
I always will

Blessed I am feeling light
Please don't kill me
When the belly button sees the light
Please don't kill me

Ice cold
Fortune paid
One and only lonely face