Текст песни Каспар Хаузер 1994 - 9 недель

-Devyat Weeks -

Nine weeks in chains
Life under the scorching sun
You are silent, lips galled
The body is inscribed with the rod
The guard lybitsya, bitch
He threw a piece of content and
-A Eat Well, the dog! -
And in the face pokes scraps

Here, the dead do not count
Lies, greed and flattery
People confused
Like wolves
Dirt, poverty, hunger and death

Black birds in the sky
Stacey circling over the victim
Bloodshed, red jet.
The wind does not dry wounds
What kind of country is this
People are not people, animals
In hell the black door
Open to these creatures.

There are countless corpses
Lies, greed and flattery
People confused
Like wolves
Dirt, poverty, hunger and death.