Текст песни йена - Я ненавижу тебя, я люблю танцевать

Lonely like hieroglyph,
Remote from your note ..
I am alone in the city, not sick feet,
And in the pocket of the road.
The end of the night is on than your station.
I'm in the spine last tram.
I hate you, I love only dancing,
Everything else catch on mail.

Tonight at night Open Air.
Instead of you in the ears of the player.
Instead, I will not sleep.
I hate you, I love to dance!

Summary in the vase of the city
Sun squeezed lemon.
Call you without reason
In the ears pour the last ringbekton.
Jealous of you to the answering machine
To the first oncoming and last dreams.
Way to station as dancing, eternal
The path to you is more difficult than you yourself.

Tonight at night Open Air.
Instead of you in the ears of the player.
Instead, I will not sleep.
I hate you, I love to dance!