Dom som försvann [English translation]

I have burnt all my records

Lit up all your letters

And the ashes lie in drifts

The matchstick boy he smiles

He pleads and he prays:

Set fire to your thoughts

With your black, silent tears

And we know, oh you know, it all ends

Slowly through the room she walks out

Come let us walk away

Let us travel somewhere

Travel way far from here

Let us be those who disappeared

Come, let us forget death

He smokes in our bed

Warm yourself in the fire

From our smoking home

The floors are singing again:

You give us the cold chills

With your black, silent tears

And we know, oh we know, it all ends

Slowly through the room she walks out

Come let us walk away

Let us travel somewhere

Travel way far from here

Let us be those who disappeared

Our camera glides over golden, yellow fields

Yes, we know that you need our help

This town makes me crazy tonight

You'll never find your home again

We wanna give you everything tonight

You'll never be yourself again

You'll never be yourself again

You'll never be yourself again

You'll never be yourself again

Our camera glides over golden, yellow fields

Yes, we know that you need our help

This town makes me crazy again

You'll never be yourself again

And I think 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