Barunka Left Songtext / Lyric

Red trams

Squeaking so much at the stops

Sparkling their electric horns

They have got those chill inner lights

As well as those immobile figures

Crestfallen bodies walking fast

In silence, giving out vapour

Avoiding stepping on the snow

I don't, I like its "crack"

Hating the whole life we've got to pass through

I tried so hard spending time with someone who could

Hear my voice beyond my voice but that's not real

Bacause they always smile too much

They smile too much to be sincere

That's what it seems to me

Unless I lock my door

Facing the other world

Sharing flight with those kind birds