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Ukraynaca
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Botchling
Far from the home, under the trees
Footprints of kids, swarming like bees
Dark silhouettes, acting like a pest
The following ways aren't the best...
(Chorus)
Botchling, the lost, don't kill
Why am I here, is it the war's will?
Botchling, the lost, here is a deal
I make them regret and you get a meal...
Give me the cross, thats all you can do
You are stuck here, and you have no clue
If only you knew, how many lives were messed
Knew, how many souls are having no rest...
Willow's weeping, winds are not sleeping
Kindred spirits for exit are seeking
Give me the cross, give me the name
Killing the family, like having no shame
(Chorus)
Botchling, the lost, now you have told
Why am I here and why it's so cold?
Botchling, the lost, revenge for a deal
I make them forget and you get a meal...
Bu bir şiirsel çeviridir - Sözlerin anlamında sapmalar olabilir (eklenmiş kelimeler, eklenmiş veya çıkarılmış bilgiler, birbiri yerine kullanılmış kavramlar gibi).

Give a shoutout to Myhailo T.






