Dawaj, Dawaj [English translation]

Three souls under the firmament,

Great thirst and little money

Three friends under the roof of clouds,

Lying awake for hours already

Sweat covers the wet skin,

The cramping muscles get louder

A fourth man soon stops by,

Asking if there might be a little place for him?

[Chorus]

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I killed him last night

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I sawed him up last night

The three of them, having the chance,

Are quite willing to share,

A hammer and a little knife

Should come in handy

They offer him a little place

So that he can warm himself up,

He would have been better off not asking,

Then there would have been no casualties

[Chorus]

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I killed him last night

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I sawed him up last night

The hammer now flies through the wind,

Falls swiftly down unto his skull

The rusty old little knife

Roams in his insides

[Chorus]

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I killed him last night

Come on, come on

My best friend is rotating on the skewer

Come on, come on

I sawed him up last night

Come on, come on...

Come on, come on...

• Artist:Ost+Front
• Album:Ave Maria (2012)