The dolphin stomachís cut by the screw of the wreck Nobodyís waiting for the bullet in the back On the battery there are no projectiles more And we need faster on the turn The sail! The sail is rapped! Repent! Repent! Repent! Even in patrol enemy can not be meet Itís not a grief, if you have hurt in your feet For many people the door hinges sing and creak Who are you? Youíre not be waiting here The sail! The sail is rapped! Repent! Repent! Repent! Many summers for all, who sings in the dream At the bottom can lie all the continents Burn in the fire can all the mainlands But everything it is not for me The sail! The sail is rapped! Repent! Repent! Repent!
© ?. Translation, 2008