Dřevo [English translation]

Na na na na, na na na na.

Na na na na, na na na na.

My life is full of fails,

I forgot my passwords to Seznam[1] and even to G-mail,

to Instagram and Facebook, and now every my friends think,

that I don't live anymore.

My telephone wants synchronization of data,

and I can't even call.

I got checkmate from fate. My future is gone,

so I hang bag with buchtelns[2] at selfie hole.

I'm opening door and looking into world,

even, when I'm off-line, I know, it still is there,

and waits for me.

I'm not a part of old metal, I'm a wood more,

and because of that my poetic intestine doesn't rust.

I'm not a part of old metal, I've got only a lower transfer.

If you want to glaze me, I don't want to swear again,

somebody has got world next to his legs, and I've got peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again. Peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again.

I don't know what's trending on Internet,

but instead of it everything of our planet is available to me.

I've voluntarily acided,

and instead of on web I want to talk face to face.

You think I'm Neanderthal, maybe it's because of that

I eat my food first than I take a photo of it.

Hey, everyone can take a photo of everything.

I like the real life more than life on a photo.

I'm opening door and running into world,

when the electricity will be gone, you'll find me there

waiting for you.

I'm not a part of old metal, I'm a wood more,

and because of that my poetic intestine doesn't rust.

I'm not a part of old metal, I've got only a lower transfer.

If you want to glaze me, I don't want to swear again,

somebody has got world next to his legs, and I've got peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again. Peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again.

I'm not a llama, I'm courier of good messages,

that to be out is not that bad as it looks,

so celebrate with me.

I'm not a part of old metal, I'm a wood more,

and because of that my poetic intestine doesn't rust.

I'm not a part of old metal, I've got only a lower transfer.

If you want to glaze me, I don't want to swear again,

somebody has got world next to his legs...

And I'm not a part of old metal, I'm a wood more,

and because of that my poetic intestine doesn't rust.

I'm not a part of old metal, I've got only a lower transfer.

If you want to glaze me, I don't want to swear again,

somebody has got world next to his legs, and I've got peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again. Peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again. Peace again.

Na na na na, na na na na.

I've got peace again.

• Artist:Xindl X
• Album:Sexy Exity