A keresés eredménye

Cigerettes

it's a cold foggy dark night
a boy stands, saddened, looking around
only a wall shelters him from the rain
he holds a little box in his hands
and his eyes beg everyone.
 
I have no strength left in me
to walk around in the street, hungry and
torn up, wet from the rain.
I drag around from the start
but nobody is buying
everyone laughing and teasing me.
 
come buy, buy my cigarettes
dry, the rain has not gotten to them.
buy, these are really cheap
buy, have pity on me
save me from hunger
come buy these good matches
with this you'll be saving an orphan
forgive my shouting and my running
nobody wants to buy from me,
I'll have to go out like a dog (die)
 
My father, in the war has lost both his hands,
my mother could no longer tolerate the misery.
she was young when she went to the grave,
and I was left in this world,
sad and lonely as a stone.
I gather bits and crumbs to eat
in this cold market,
a hard bench is where I lay in the cold park.
and the police brutally beat me,
my pleading and crying don't help.
 
I had a little sister, a child of nature,
She would drag around with me all year long.
With her it was much easier for me, more bearable used to be
the hunger, when I could just take a glance at her.
Suddenly, she became weak and very ill.
She died in my hands on a street bench.
And as I lost her, I gave up on everything
May death come take me already.