Текст песни Skin and Concrete - Rebekka

I stood on the street, in the drizzling rain.
The brick roads are slippery in this ambiguous town.
No one took notice. No one around.
Except umbrellas and bicycles, passing without a sound.

The one whose skin meets concrete,
Whose daugther is this girl?
Her name is tagged all over town
On skin and concrete.

A pink, french balcony. The light inside was dim.
Reflections of motion dancing on the curtains.
One window half open so I whispered to him.
But it was she who opened, a girl of my age, about 15.

The one whose skin meets concrete
Whose daugther is this girl?
Her name is tagged all over town
On skin and concrete

So I won′t forget her.
So I won't forget her.
Get her.

I stared like a child .Thank you innocence.
I asked pale, naked girl what she did down on the floor.
The answer she gave me
At the time, made no sense:
"Take your eyes off me
While I inject my indifference."

The one whose skin meets concrete
Whose daughter is this girl?
Her name is tagged
All over town,
On skin and concrete
So I won′t forget her.

Did you long for that last shot?
Was it good to forget?
Did they buy you a nice coffin
With red roses on?
And when someone wonders:
"What happened to your lovely daughter?"
They will simply say:
"She just slipped away."