The cold moon, in full magnificence
it hears the cries in the night
and no angel climbs down
only the rain cries on the grave

Between hard oak boards
it will play with the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the ground

Spieluhr-Album: Mutter (2001)
Rammstein

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ta hala tarjomeye farsie in tracko nakhunde budam, kheili khub bud.