(G.P I) Every Day New Born

Some times now, some days are born anew
Well, trust the fact, no cock and bull story, this
These days, they are all over eaten on time
As video game fast cars rush past the street on a rainy day
Oh sunshine, in the end!

If one knows the truth already or wishes to know the truth,
Well, cats invent better gods
At the blink of an eye
Near the hedge, lives the new group of nomadic gods
And all day long there seems to be sunlight !

Oh easy, so easy it is to be
Either crows or cranes, cats or cows,
Can you please tell me what went wrong
As these faces float all around
Too many have come, all of a sudden!