Текст песни Dakh Daughters - Шаг за 20

Step for 20 hands wet I do not have enough strength neither the curls of their hair you gave the past I want to snatch out of them the throat the full city dries I told my mother's damn! Pale white roses? Trete in pale white teeth of the city of Umci. if I do not like to break my hands, I break my lips, I break your body through