Letra da Música: Bris (Tradução) - Kaizers Orchestra

Breeze

Breeze, Breeze,
Breathing down my neck
Makes my coat cold
And the body screams

Come, Breeze, Breeze
Set me free
Turn on the siren
And give me lasting scars

Breeze
Colours my cheeks red
Takes away bad memories
Breeze
You've shut us in
You win, you win

My name is Kristopher
Ex-train driver
Son of a ship owner
I was his substitute

I was taken care of by a nun in a monastery
I served my country
And returned as a war casualty
And I became paralyzed
From the waist down
And my name is no longer mentioned when people pray

And nobody remembers old Kristopher
The one who saved five lives only to become a war casualty

Breeze