The dolphin stomach’s
cut by the screw of the wreck
Nobody’s waiting
for the bullet in the back

On the battery there are
no projectiles more
And we need faster
on the turn

The sail! The sail is rapped!
Repent! Repent! Repent!

Even in patrol
enemy can not be meet
It’s not a grief,
if you have hurt in your feet

For many people
the door hinges sing and creak
Who are you?
You’re not be waiting here

The sail! The sail is rapped!
Repent! Repent! Repent!

Many summers for all,
who sings in the dream
At the bottom
can lie all the continents

Burn in the fire
can all the mainlands
But everything
it is not for me

The sail! The sail is rapped!
Repent! Repent! Repent!