Текст песни Ghosts Bastards - В нашей жизни, прекрасной и странной

In our life, beautiful and strange
and short as a stroke of a pen,
over a steaming fresh wound
think it over, right, it's time.

Ponder and take a closer look
reflect while living
what lies there in the twilight of the heart
in his blackest pantry.

Let them say that your deeds are bad
but it's time to learn, it's time
do not beg for miserable crumbs
mercy, truth, kindness.

But before the face of a harsh era,
which is right in its own way,
do not chew on miserable crumbs,
and create, rolling up his sleeves.