Текст песни Neutrale Erde - Прости

My hands are like the branches of dead trees
Drag in a black sky
Boarded windows, broken doors -
I do not need it
I draw the Sun of dry straw
In your hands
I would have to limp to dawn home-
And nobody touches ...

This way the Gypsies
Children of the Gods
Remember that - if you catch up -
Shut up about Love
I let the longing in her subtle body
Settling in the eyes
And you know how I had enough
In inanimate heaven ...

Go, go, and do not you dare look back
Go, go
You no longer will manage to return back
Burst the heart in the chest
This is the best thing that could happen
With you and me
Take off and fall, and break on the sky
Bad head ...

I watch with tears in the dark gave
I do not vzlechu
I would say - we knew in advance!
silent
I do not ask for what, I do not need an answer
From myself I can not be saved
I broke the wing, and I have no more
Sorry...