Prveho jedenasty from Druhý album by raptor koch

PRVEHO JEDENASTY

Prveho Jedenasty
V hrobe sa obrati

Vence
Joj šak nakupujte vence
Vence
Každy nebožtik toto chce
Sviece
Ano nech horia sviece
Sviece
Nech sa roztapaju smerom dole
Po mramore

Prveho jedenasty
Na zem sa navrati a kukne

Kde ste?
Prečo sa za mňa nik nemodli?
Kde ste?
šak som furt bol na vas dobry
Kde ste?
Prestava sa mi to pačiť
Kde ste?
Tak vas teraz začnem v noci strašiť

A kde mam vence? Umelohmotne
A kde mam vyzdobu? K mojmu hrobu

Už ma opustili smrtelne uzkosti zahrobia
Už viem ako chuti večnosť jej chuť je trpka
chyba mi tvoj smiech

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THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER

On the First of November
He turns in his grave

Wreaths
ah, just buy wreaths!
Wreaths
all the deceased want that
Candles
Yes, let the candles glow
Candles
Let them melt all the way down
Down the marble

On the First of November
He comes back to earth to glance

Where are you?
Why is nobody praying for me?
Where are you?
I was always good to you
Where are you?
I don’t like this anymore
Where are you?
I’ll start haunting you at night!

Where are my wreaths? Plastic ones
Where is my decoration? To go with my grave

the deadly anxiety of the other world has left me
I know how the eternity feels like now
It’s bitter
I miss your laugh

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