Текст песни Никей Ико - ВОЗВРАЩЕНИЕ ИЗ БЕГСТВА ИЗ ДОМА

RETURN FROM FLIGHT FROM HOME

I'll be back to the Father of the stepmother-foreign land
Forget all with whom there had to wander
Friends thieves, harlots, friends and pigs
From which I did not get, and cones.
Forget all the crazy stories,
All this stupid beastly fuss,
All the anniversaries of their holidays and bad.
From memory all completely removed.

I'll be back to the Father through devastated
Wasted, broken to pieces
Poor and miserable, and on what does not fit
Worms eaten rotten here and there
I will go unrecognized, I will not tell
Who she was and who I was, who I was now
Hiring in gang Father even
At least some employees in the cooperative.

I'll be a slave to the Father ordinary
Where as it is better than being a slave to her stepmother
Father, I know, very merciful
Any stranger he is ready to shelter.
Forget your life in a country far away
Erase from memory lascivious feasts
And even those who are just crippled
As the life I was obscene.
04/03/2015