Spím, mám oÄi otevÅ™ený
Nikdo mÄ› tady nebude krejt.
ProÄ dál se smát blbejm vtipům
Bosou nohou dráždit potkany
Sledujíc vládní programy
Jsme jen Äísla statistiky
Chci Å™vát a chovat se tiÅ¡e
Bát se a pÅ™itom hrdÄ› stát
Neptat se kdo ás zachráí
Žít ten život ÄlovÄ›Äí
Král je mrtev, aÅ¥ žije král!
Jsme jen Äísla statistiky
I know it will be different.
I guess there must be a change.
I sleep with my eyes open.
No, I will not protect you here.
Why continue to laugh at stupid jokes
I have attacks of depression
Watching the government's programs
We are the herd corralled into cages.
We are only numbers, statistics:
I want to scream and yet keep quiet.
I want to leave and repent.
Standing proudly and yet afraid,
I am not asking for a saviour.
Who bites the bullet and moves on,
Sometimes with his heart firmly grasped in his hands.
The old king is dead, long live the new king!
We are the herd corralled into cages.
We are only numbers, statistics: