Murder

''Murder''.

Each of us has in himself a little sadness
some people are weaker, worse than others
live in their own world, in a large solitary
drumming his fingers on a cup of cold tea
do not know the word as a friend
prefer to sit back and forget about the pain and sorrow
kicked clock, the silence in their heads
crying in the rain, sun and snow

Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me

Assassination of a colleague and friend last
no one probably does not understand them
feel the humiliation, painful dyskriminację
try to repair the errors, to no avail
wall face everywhere
all the problems that their whole world
let's look at these people from the other side
They no longer have the time to smile

Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me
Please, stop, do not kill me

Please do not kill me