Immer The Last Straw
The Last Drop is Falling to cup
His Margin Overflowing
The Think is exploding, the body go downhill
The heart is full to margin
Lonely Evenings
Unbearable loneliness
The memories to times, which is over
To happy live once
To live before than came into red flower
To chest woman, which no one´s you
The shot end sounding
The silence is unbearable
When Your wife fell to soil
You looked into weapon alone
You caught sait light, you not heard sound
The fall to floor, you not perceived
Sip From Cup is better
Than Let overflow his
The Last Drop is Falling to cup
His Margin Overflowing
The Think is exploding, the body go downhill
The heart is full to margin
Sip From Cup is better Sip From Cup is better
