Текст песни Сотрясение - Ливан 1999

Our traces will not be found before the loss
We will not leave any thought or prints
The vessels of the districts pulsate to the beat
Skin with ink on a torn partake

Solar flashes Paul sunset
Burn with train on the retina
The past time color pictures in the brains
Familiar only to friends

But they will not find us in the lights
There is a damp earth under the nails
They will not find us in the lights
people in crimson houses

We will not be found in the lights of the hydraulic machine
A dried memory to a broken legs
Billboards will eat a working village
With a knife on the wrists of lips and cheeks

Hot asphalt permanent joy
All our walks to the music of the torn wounds
Take care of yourself inside
Memories

We will not find patrol lanterns
Our smiles are our empty pockets
Fragmentation voices at night
Rub the yards and quarters