Come on every day's doomsday The donkey's known that for donkey's years Double check your pocket The key's vanished A horde of shadows took it back But probably we'll bring it back again Nine times out of ten they are impostors Draining lakes To get a drop for a new life, brand new veins And you won't see that The mincer is getting larger and then Racoons are moving away Remember we'll always stay and cry It's draining to begin again every day We must forget the boundless wood The deepest crevasse Every day is doomsday The donkey's known that for donkey's years His silhouette running on the hill, waiting I'm ready to lose everything