Lyrics of La Ruta de los Balcanes - Nudozurdo

La Ruta de los Balcanes (original)

Sentir tontorreo
Servir a las bestias de mi mano
Sacrificar todo el ganado
Esquivar banderas blancas y negras sobre mis hermanos
No estabas solo
No estabas bien
Ibas descalzo
Podías ver
Si vas y explotas contuso bien
Ciudades nuevas, donde no te quieren ver
Es la escala negra
No sabes que hay mil huesos tuyos en mi jardín
No tengas prisa, no hay donde volver
Todo o con nada hasta el anochecer
¿Dónde están?
Y el dolor
No pasen frío, sin corazón
Vayan cobardes
Tu tío te escupió
Muere entre algas, de Europa ante expresión
La noche es fría
No puedo ver
Lo que es lagos
No me toqueis
Arden mis manos, arde mi voz
Europa brilla, sin corazón
Mató a mi hijo, y a mi mujer
Aunque ya he llorado, ya no soy yo
Aunque ya he llorado, ya no soy yo

(translation)

feel goofy
Serve the beasts of my hand
Sacrifice all cattle
Dodge black and white flags on my brothers
you were not alone
you were not okay
you were barefoot
could you see
If you go and blow up contused alright
New cities, where they don't want to see you
It is the black scale
You don't know that there are a thousand bones of yours in my garden
Don't be in a hurry, there's nowhere to go back
All or nothing until dark
Where are they?
And the pain
Don't be cold, heartless
go cowards
your uncle spit on you
He dies among algae, from Europe before expression
The night is cold
I can not see
what is lakes
don't touch me
My hands burn, my voice burns
Europe shines, heartless
She killed my son, and my wife
Although I have already cried, it is no longer me
Although I have already cried, it is no longer me