Birds In Row - Guillotine [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Holy great guillotine
I gave you a part of me
Not my head, not my chin
Holy great guillotine you ate
Almost all my dreams
I’m condemned to lose something I cherish
And to let it all go
In a mutual contentment
Watching the floor
Getting closer to my face

And there has been to trial
Something to get what happens to me
Nothing but silence
And to silence signs my end

Death to the guillotine
We lose and share
The emptiness of all passions and cares
In the end am I
Just allowed to breathe?
Among no head bodies
Other no head bodies
On our necks a better people would sail
And they would have fun for sure
And we would endure it without wanting to know more

My end will be where it’s supposed to be
My end will be where it’s supposed to be
I know