You will go to China
And I to Indian jail
But I will be a happy man
After all, I will find you in the fire

Time goes in days

Inconceivable children who have gone through war

We fall in snow and your cheek is unkissed
Burn from wind

Be glad, bitches, because happiness is stolen
On a loud and festive street - collapse
Triggers only fake memory to you
Desire to collapse

I will betray you
I will betray you
I will betray you
I will betray you

We will be found running out
In pink mouton light
In dirt and blasphemy
While I didn't meet:
I am joyful on the damned ground