Оригинален текст
Concentraited powers - mystical formulas
Seven burning candles - hexagonal star
An old and yellowed parchment - full of words and numbers
Limbs of dead material - start to move unsure
A mongolic face - muscles filled with life
A servant to the rabbi - immortality
Golem Humunculus
Golem Eternal life
Golem Unpredictable
Golem Obedient
Jewish myth - a friend
An old tale - a protector
But sometimes - agressive
Myth? Who knows?
He's working hard - not resting
But his eyes spread coldness
Myth? Who knows?
Feelings are not extant, weakness of the mortal
Golem doesn't care about human foolishness