Текст песни Виктория Майер - Фокстрот

Foxtrot

 On the new frets of tightened veins
 Let's play an elegant foxtrot between things ...
 There are many realms in my sky
 Written truths in orange chalk.

 And the gunpowder is dried, and the trigger is pulled up.
 I strike a match, I close my eyes.
 You’re in a hurry again, you don’t have time again -
 Fly, fly to my light!

 Hands open, gates open.
 Between old patches and broken glass
 The ticking of walkers, the purring of a cat:
 Listen without thoughts, without words and without sighs.

 Vicious words, stupid actions,
 I love you, my lieben, get to the bottom!
 Alone by the window and not visible in dreams
 And in reality, as in the screws of a meat grinder.

 Twisting times in a quiet backwater of the night
 It will melt and read by heart in the morning
 Poems-sentences. And brown eyes
 No way to sleep, not sleep - well, let it be.

 On the new frets of tightened veins
 Let's play an elegant foxtrot in between cases.
 Of the truths written in black and white
 Another I create myself a prisoner.