Dom som försvann [English translation]

I have burnt my records

Lit up your letters

And the ashes lie in drifts

The matchstick boy he smiles

He pleads and prays:

Set fire to your thoughts

With your black silent tears

And we know, and you know, everything comes to an end

Slowly through the room she walks out

Come let us go from here

Let us travel somewhere

Travel far from here

Let us become those who disappeared

Come so let's forget death

He smokes in our bed

Come and warm yourself in the glow

From our smoking home

The floors sing again:

You give us cold chills

With your black silent tears

And we know, everyone knows, everything comes to an end

Slowly through the room she walks out

Come let us go from here

Let us travel somewhere

Travel far from here

Let us become those who disappeared

The camera glides over golden yellow fields

Yes, we know you need help

This town is making me crazy tonight

You will never find home again

Want to give you everything tonight

You will never be yourself again

You will never be yourself again

You will never be yourself again

You will never be yourself again

The camera glides over golden yellow fields

Yes, we know you need help

This town is making me crazy again

You will never be yourself again

And I am sure my soul is dying of starvation

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

One gets tired of your fucking whining

• Artist:Kent
• Album:The hjärta & smärta EP