Public and their sufferings

The frosty, extinguished ashes of the centuries arose,

The soil flaunts a golden crown

Two paths, listen to the whistling sound of the chariot of time,

Empty the throne when the people come.

Public? Yes, the same innocuous idols of the soil,

The one who always bears the pain of winter and frost,

When snakes are sucking in every part of the body,

Even then they never open their mouth and say pain.

Public? Yes, the same long tongue swears,

The public, indeed, suffers great pain.

Okay, but what's the public opinion on this after all?

The question is, what do the occultists say on this?