Armata [English translation]

Come to me when you've gone awol

I searched for you in stations showcases

That are foreign to me

In a hot war in my mind

I am word you target

Feel that

How many years to be late

The bird sleeps in the clock one thousand

One thousand

The army cries broken soldier

The ladies have cancelled the parade

In a rush

Come to me to be your medicine

How many year there'll be I'll want a thousand

A thousand

In a hot war in my mind

I am word you target

Feel that