Текст песни Faustpatrone - Крик дельфина

Convulsion under the knock of a drum
A hundred frictions per day is not enough for you
Pull off then twitch from passion
When you rub your umbilical cord with your teeth

Where do homeless dogs x2 come from
Alien mother on the street with shaking hands
Lump in the throat
Wooden veins
Tears on eyes
Nerves burst
An animal look
Pressing walls

Lose everything and stay with nothing
Regretfully about the past
With fear of the future
I wander in Potemki my miserable soul
Stumbling about dreams as a heap of garbage

Destroy my life ...