A disaster and epidemic he is,
He makes people's living to cease
He is indeed a thunderous disease
That even the Nobles he kills.
O Corona No.
He's a muderer and a thief
That kills and thugs a life
Leaving the living gain grief
After sucking somebody's breath.
O Corona No.
I wish so much he could be caught
And thereafter taken to criminal court
But sorrowfully he is visible not.
I believe his cure will once be got.
O Corona No.