Dew Drop

And though you perished in the worst fire
And now they watch my boil for speak-out
I will dismiss, the tourist dies here
You will mean nothing to my own tears
And won't I never, ever lower
I dip my kether in the sea foam
And what's the widest turn of distance
Between the elders and the dregs

Now you've got to hear this, hayati

Dew drop
Excited as a new dog
No unlucky servant will be killed
(Such a quilt)
Is the eucharist not a boy, not a girl

You get servеd what they left us to eat
(You’vе gotta, gotta get it)
Preserve what they left us to eat
(You have to, have to guess)
Now I take your hands unto the plate
I go now

(Preserve)