Текст и перевод песни Lačni Franz - Ph4

Ph4

Sivina mi skriva volkove
Jim brusi zobe, razžarja oči
Domačini nekdanje zvestobe
Plešejo kolo, plodijo ljudi

Prastare popačene grožnje
Drobijo poglede in zmedo sade
Potne dlani strah nam greje
Ko reka zaveje in veter zaspi

V pisarni senca duše šteje
Z njo usoda žeblje tri:
Enega za pamet
Dva pa za oči

Valovi ostrih črnih nohtov
Trgajo z neba zaklade
Brezzoba usoda pravi
Mladost mi ne ukrade

Ob zori se kamenje smeje
Poljubi me nežno, zatisni oči
Najhuje pri laži je mraz
Ta vrača poljube in pije ti kri

Ph4

The grayness hides wolves for me
They sharpen their teeth, their eyes redden
Residents of former loyalties
Dance in a circle, propagating people

Ancient, distorted threats
Shatter gazes and bear confusion
Our sweaty palms keep fear warm
When the river blows and the wind falls asleep

In the office, the shadow counts souls
With it, fate hammers three nails:
One for the mind
And two for the eyes

Waves of sharp black nails
Tear treasures from the firmament
The toothless fate claims
It won't steal my youth

At dawn, the stones laugh
Kiss me tenderly; close your eyes
In a lie, the worst thing is the cold
It returns kisses and drinks your blood