Thanks!Sorry for my english, this is my quick translation of second track: Pick up a minigunBe brave and smart,Adding the holesin the heads of zombiesI will distribute in holeEach zombie carefullyKind to someoneTwice I have!Rise up, you bastards childrenIn the place!Keep track of eachis not possibleThat ammunition is running out -Everyone can hear.In torn flesh to dieAll I see ...In anticipation of thisI clenched teethAnd I am not at all enoughStupid!
Kiss me, I'm not a zombie.Give me a kiss on the cheek at least.I'm not rotting, even though our business is bad,I came to you for half a day.Kiss me, and I get outOut of this hole, piled high with meat.Do not be afraid, that damned virusNot penetrate into your genes.Kiss me passionately and tenderlyWhile the human race alive,And our love bird vernalSing over the cursed ground.
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ReplyDeleteSorry for my english, this is my quick translation of second track:
Pick up a minigun
Be brave and smart,
Adding the holes
in the heads of zombies
I will distribute in hole
Each zombie carefully
Kind to someone
Twice I have!
Rise up, you bastards children
In the place!
Keep track of each
is not possible
That ammunition is running out -
Everyone can hear.
In torn flesh to die
All I see ...
In anticipation of this
I clenched teeth
And I am not at all enough
Stupid!
Kiss me, I'm not a zombie.
ReplyDeleteGive me a kiss on the cheek at least.
I'm not rotting, even though our business is bad,
I came to you for half a day.
Kiss me, and I get out
Out of this hole, piled high with meat.
Do not be afraid, that damned virus
Not penetrate into your genes.
Kiss me passionately and tenderly
While the human race alive,
And our love bird vernal
Sing over the cursed ground.