Compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala!

Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali,
Bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene:
Eja, eja, alala!

Izostrimo cute, eja, eja,
Veter zge med zitom, eja, eja,
Nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala!

Namenili smo si Veliko Strast:
KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV!

English translate: The New Acropolis
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/laibach/nova+akropola_20286526.html ]
We are all crucified, chosen members of the
Butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella:
Eja, eja, alala!

Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the
Beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our intentions:
Eja, eja, alala!

Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja,
The wind is burning in the wheat, eja, eja,
Our flesh smells scorched: eja, eja, alala!

We destined the Great Lust for ourselves:
WHO DOUBTS THE TERRIBLE POWER OF THESE HORNS!