Náš příběh začínáme na konci města
v domě za plotem, kde místnost byla prázdná
první facky padali, zatnuli pěsti
když je hnali z města, dělali že nic nevidí
náš příběh pokračuje u večerních zpráv
střepy na chodníku, dým se k nebi zvedá
Rány se vrátí
tam odkud přišly
Muž kroutí hlavou, jakoby nevzpomínal
Na děcka odvedle, které museli odejít
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Our story begins at the end of the town
in a house behind the fence, there was an empty room
the fi rst slaps, clenched fi sts when they have chased
them out of the town, pretending to see nothing
our story continues with the evening news
shards on the pavement, the smoke rises up to the sky
Wounds will return
where they came from
A man shaking his head as he doesn’t remember
The kids next door who had to leave
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