Stop on, hey you train,
Let your wheels not be knocking...
Conductor, press-down the stop-machine!
I'm hurrying to my mother
With last congratulations
And now by her eyes I should be seen.

Don't wait for me, mother,
Your son is not a good one,
Your son will never be the same...
Today I've been sucked
By dirty bog of danger
And now all my life is like a game.

Stop on, hey you train,
Let your wheels not be knocking...
It's now time to look eyes fortune's in...
While it is not too late
To make a stopping station,
Conductor, press-down the stop-machine!