Текст песни Dahau Holidays - Исход

He knows how to live this life,
He was a child understood correctly,
And I'm slowly falling down,
Nowhere I did not work and was not sacked.
He neatly trimmed,
Celebrates the first of May and Valentine's Day,
And I will never forget
In my sunken chest blows shoes.
Everything will be decided in a split second,
And it washes Ocean City
The silent sky, neat flower beds
Silhouettes of the stalls, the old bus station.
It's even probably did not hurt,
This quick cruise into another world.
His white shirt stained with blood,
As if on the shroud of the Holy Blood.

I'll break his head
Steel rod in my skinny arms,
After the first two strokes
It stops all feel fear.
He is now mixed with the asphalt,
And he will always be here.
In this there is something of the holiness,
From here holiness is something there.