Lost Little Robot - Beborn Beton

Day in day out we serve our destiny but still don’t see

A reason in these things, in orders we obey

A life’s a fragment, too short to take a look behind

A subroutine that gets no intervention

The everlasting kind

The face in front of me, it offers me a smile

And takes my youth instead

A look into these eyes is far too painful

A stone abandons my hand to get that face out of my sight

And you are with me all the time, my lost little robot

Master you told me, I belong to you

Watch my words and cool my circuits down