Текст песни: Wolves In The City + перевод

Nothing is good there

And the air is bitter

It makes it hard to breathe

And harder to make a move

It’s been a six month ride

Since the end of the war

And men there lie with guns in their arms

Welcome to unspeakable town:

A land for raving maniacs

Who have the law on their side

Well, I learnt to cope with that

Some are living by hope;

Some are hooked on chance;

Some are slaves of blood

Well, straight-face me and pull me hard:

I’m riding through the land of Nod

I’m riding through the land of Nod

I’m riding through the land of Nod

Can’t you hear Abel from above?

Nothing is plain there

And nothing’s really clear

When they came to take a man

And finally shot his dog

Five months have been. Yeah

Murderous years

For men to live along

With them crystal fears

Fine unspeakable streams !

The land of raving creeps

Is now mine for days and weeks

So I got used to the smell

Some, it gets them down;

But some, it horns them well

I can’t remember clear

The curious music that I hear:

Living in the land of Nod

Living in the land of Nod

Living in the land of Nod

And Cain’s awaited to say grace

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