When beauty is gone
Love will be like an oasis in the desert
Peace a Bible in a communist country
And joy will be like a rubbish bin of sorrow
When beauty is gone
Life will be like a lonely telephone pole
Without a diamond engagement ring of communication
When beauty is gone
This world will stinks like an old shoe
Ugliness will be the pearl of beauty
Nature will be painted red with blood
Death will live to tell the tale
When beauty is gone
Everything will die
When a new day dawns
A night will set in a lonesome heart
Hope will melt like a cream in a black coffee
Headquarters of joy will close down
Peace treaty will be signed in the dungeons of hell
We will not sing the song of harmony in unison
We will not dance to the beat of life
When beauty is gone