I must go standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I, oh, must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
I must go standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I, oh, must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat
Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd
Poka grohochushaya slyakot
Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit
Fevrale dostat chernil i plakat
Pisat O Fevrale navsnryd
Poka grohchushaya slykot
Vesnoyu charnoyu gorit
Be afraid of the lame
They'll inherit your legs
Be afraid of the old
They'll inherit your souls
Be afraid of the cold
They'll inherit your blood
Apres moi, le deluge
After me comes the flood
I must go standing
You can't break that which isn't yours
I, oh, must go on standing
I'm not my own, it's not my choice
I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
You can't, can't break that, that
Which isn't, isn't yours, yours
I must go on stan-stan-ding-dong
I'm not, not my own,own
It's not, not my choice