Ódýr [English translation]

The years run from you like breadcrumbs tossed in trash

They gather together in hows of broken dreams

Thou look back and think:

Why did I sell myself –

Not for more?

Nights will not be much after this

Your lifetime is a burned stub in a whirling ashtray

Thou look back and think:

Why did I sell myself –

Ashes are sprinkled over the coffin and no one recalls who you were

Nothing is as time-worn as a life that is about to end

You didn't stand fast and thus no one bothers with your memory

We take the night-swarthy nothingness and endless dirt in bottomless forgetfulness

I hide myself under the shroud

That the cold has bedecked

Night stares silent

She tells lies

Nothingness floats above me

Barelegged, I fight back

My dying bed I make

My dying bed I make

Years ran from you like breadcrumbs were tossed in trash

They gathered together in hows of broken dreams

How oft was it that thou looked back and thought:

Why did I sell myself –

Not for more?

• Artist:Hatari
• Album:Neysluvara - EP