translation: The little donkey said to his father: ”Papa, it’s time to pass on the cart” ”Papa, you’ve become old, it’s my turn now” The donkey coughed loudly, scaring the passengers off the cart ”It’s not about health, son, everything has its price. Pulling the cart needs a wise man, You’re greedy and your only care is your hay. Tell me how you will pull the cart when you can’t even see straight And even the reins are too wide for you, son Wise up and stop being greedy, don’t fire up the passengers Don’t get anywhere near them or it will be a bad day They are a powerful kind of people They might look weak, but they are knights” ”But, Papa, they have been sleeping for years, All other humans have woken up, but they’re still in a deep slumber” ”Little donkey, stop being dumb and don’t be arrogant, Our passengers aren’t stupid nor are they weak and broken Tomorrow, they’ll wake up and shake our cart And you’ll be fucked over eighty times!”