Текст песни Kronwerk - Поезд смерти

Train death a drunken train driver
At full steam rushing to hell
The conductor was drunk pohuist
And I sat smoking a joint
The smell of beer, crawfish and vodchily
In the vestibule all buhie
Chad and could, retching
Stories and laughter

Train death swept
into outer darkness
hardly anyone would return
like before
the snow outside the window, and
blizzard howling
here full frenzy
all be amazed

Train death!
Train death!

I wake up that damn mood for?
hangover dizzy
The doctor here, I had dreams
From him we will not leave
I got out of bed, beer hangover
we left the country
On the border of rubbish appeared
Money took - well, in the pussy

Approaching the destination
somewhere in the 5 am
An exuberant celebration, wild fun
but someone can not sleep
The train rushes, spewing flames,
brakes already creaking
We're here, things are going to
waiting for a way back