Foreign, immigrant

Foreign, immigrant
heartfelt purveyor
my sound belted
rota I start.

Crazy, emigrants
Resti and goner
dreaming knit
rhymes sells

Chorus (twice)
Nixeni metenixe
Litreni with lovers

When the day hack
white as a dove
I run to catch
I live to relive,

Barefoot in the cold
berserk Sarkis
to get the stretcher
shiver and laugh.

Inside the storm
I hold the wick
right my
I do not sell out.

Not enter the file
I get drunk for two
I take action, knowledge
go down if you want to.