Текст песни Kronwerk - Поезд смерти

Train death a drunken train driver
At full speed rushes to hell
The conductor was drunk pohuist
And I sat smoking jamb
The smell of beer and crawfish vodchily
In the vestibule all buhie
Chad and could, retching
Stories and laughter

Train death swept
pitch darkness
hardly anyone returns
such as before
the snow outside the window and
blizzard howling
here full frenzy
all confound

Train death!
Train death!

I wake up that damn mood for?
Hangover dizzy
The doctor here, I was a dream
From him we will not leave
He got up from the bed, beer hangover
We left the country
On the border of dust appeared
Money took - well, in the pussy

Approaching the destination
somewhere in the 5 am
An exuberant celebration, wild fun
but someone can not sleep
The train rushes, spewing flames,
brakes already creaking
We have in place, things are going to
waiting for a way back