When a girl flirts with a boy, walks around in a cap and has dogs chasing after her, then everything's ruined. When a student makes demands of the teacher, becomes a bully, raises his hand on the blackboard and plays with it for a bit, then everything's ruined. When kings become slaves and the servant becomes your master, strutting around with the ladies, then everything's ruined, ruined, ruined. Yes, it's ruined, ruined, ruined, ruined, yes, it's ruined, ruined, ruined, ruined.I will sing for my audience, who are part of me and I am part of them. I will raise my voice even if it means my death. I will sing for my audience, who are part of me and I am part of them. I will raise my voice even if it means my death. When ants carry elephants on their backs, carrying and lifting despite the elephant's weight, then it's ruined, ruined, ruined. Yes, it's ruined, ruined, ruined, yes, it's ruined. And when a wife rules her husband and goes about her business without restraint, and if he speaks to her or reprimands her, he's upsetting her mood, then it's ruined. And when a daughter raises her voice to her mother with complete indifference, thinking herself cute, then it's ruined, ruined, ruined. Yes, it's ruined, ruined, ruined, yes, it's ruined. I will sing for my audience, who are part of me and I am part of them. I will raise my voice even if it means my death. I will sing for my audience, who are part of me and I am part of them. I will raise my voice even if it means my death. This was the artist, the artist. Oh, wow, yes, my art.
