La Ruta de los Balcanes - Nudozurdo

Sentir tontorreo

Servir a las bestias de mi mano

Sacrificar todo el ganado

Esquivar banderas blancas y negras sobre mis hermanos

No estabas solo

No estabas bien

Ibas descalzo

Podías ver

Si vas y explotas contuso bien

Ciudades nuevas, donde no te quieren ver

Es la escala negra

No sabes que hay mil huesos tuyos en mi jardín

No tengas prisa, no hay donde volver

Todo o con nada hasta el anochecer

¿Dónde están?

Y el dolor

No pasen frío, sin corazón

Vayan cobardes

Tu tío te escupió

Muere entre algas, de Europa ante expresión

La noche es fría

No puedo ver

Lo que es lagos

No me toqueis

Arden mis manos, arde mi voz

Europa brilla, sin corazón

Mató a mi hijo, y a mi mujer

Aunque ya he llorado, ya no soy yo

Aunque ya he llorado, ya no soy yo

feel goofy

Serve the beasts of my hand

Sacrifice all cattle

Dodge black and white flags on my brothers

you were not alone

you were not okay

you were barefoot

could you see

If you go and blow up contused alright

New cities, where they don't want to see you

It is the black scale

You don't know that there are a thousand bones of yours in my garden

Don't be in a hurry, there's nowhere to go back

All or nothing until dark

Where are they?

And the pain

Don't be cold, heartless

go cowards

your uncle spit on you

He dies among algae, from Europe before expression

The night is cold

I can not see

what is lakes

don't touch me

My hands burn, my voice burns

Europe shines, heartless

She killed my son, and my wife

Although I have already cried, it is no longer me

Although I have already cried, it is no longer me