Слова:
Мелодия Слез

There are many prodigal songs On our city streets they run, searching for shelter There are homes broken down People's hopes have fallen to the ground

It's been hard to wake up My dreams won't let go of me The black dots in my eyes Propagates greatly Step outside Leave me to it My head my head I

(F.Cactus/v.Finsterwalde) Elle avait l'ame en peine Et comme une petite fille Elle pleurait, Madeleine Des larmes de crocodile Ses larmes etaient