I m alive...

Everything changes with the will of time...
But who pays for this time?
And who creates style?
I just wanted to tell you,
That I'm alive... that I live for you and...
For you and your children, I'll go to the mine...

(I'm alive... and you are my world...)

Yes, I will become a slave...
Because there's only one way out—to die...
For your life and the lives of your children...
And I love you so much,
that I can't afford this pleasure:
To just up and die,
Not even to get drunk on a damn Saturday with friends...

(I'm alive... and you are my world...)

You know, these "Saturday devils" have surrounded us
And have infested and perverted and raped us...
It's not enough for them, they've taken everything and more—the essence of themselves...

But everything changes with the will of time,
And we've already paid off all our debts with interest...
Now we create our own style...
I just want to tell you now:
I'm alive... and you are my world!

(I'm alive... and you are my world...)

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