Eleven is the luck most people haven't

Eleven is the navel of ideas

Eleven is like a light in a gloomy cavern

Eleven is the haven of your fears

Eleven – more can never come

You ask what is there to be done?

It's up to you when it will run

Eleven is all I can and can't imagine

Eleven is a hint of destiny

Eleven – you got it, well I never

Elеven – a lucky number you will see

Elevеn – more can never come

It's up to you when it will run

Don't ask what is there to be done