Текст песни TT-34 - Падая и задыхаясь добиваешься единой цели

Falling and panting, you achieve a common goal

Have fun and not hang on the gallows
And come on dance and dance in demonic cramps
Turning crooked elbows, yes to the ground with a snout
So my life will run out of my body, jump
Take away, sorrow, take away my soaked dime

Vile something living, slippery, crawling along the bottom of the soul
Yes, on the fours with crunch-rustling and in no hurry, and ripple cosmas, ripples cosmas
I'm on the rack
Carry on the floor in a longing hungry until morning me
I'm all alive - step back
And teeth grinning me a pub passing in the back behind
And I call, I call myself hoarse
In a soundless scream, mouths that are crooked again echo me