Outside the wind is blowing away the yellow leaves,
While I lay on my filthy mattress
In an abandoned and ramshackle house,
Where the windows are broken, and I’m so cold
During the freezing nights, and I don’t have any cover
To quench my thirst, I turn
To the light brown puddles in the asphalt.
And my stomach has been empty for many days
I am the frozen wraith in torn and frosty clothes,
I wander unnoticed like a shadow
Through the ice-blue atmosphere
In the city without lights
Give me a shot of heroin in my arm,
Or put a bullet in my head,
Just give me a fast escape away from here