At the Copenhagen Conference I discussed with love sages The issue of emotional congestion The problem of deforestation Droughts Pollution And the love hole in your heart I signed with them a treaty of No-reconciliation No-peace And no-accord The heads of states Consoled me For the failure Of all rescue attempts The manufacturers of hate Have spoiled all continents and oceans They have polluted the Volga, the Amazon and the Loire Lake Victoria no longer receives rain The Carbon Age is fast approaching It will kill all grass, greenery and fruit We will have nothing left Save red sugar And flour with sand mixed barley We will be forced to eat The bad bread of siege And drink the pain of water It is too late To recalculate Too late To plant shrubs and trees Too late To reconcile the clouds Too late !Too late For the nations of the world Are preparing to draw The map of the new world In the wake of 2012 Nostradamus's 2012 catastrophic And doomed prediction