DESCRIPTION:
English Lyrics

Cozy place, but the streets await
Prints left by my boot
Stardust sits...
Right on my boots
A soft seat, a checkered plaid
A trigger not pulled in time
A sunny day
In dreams that blind

My blood type, pinned on my sleeve
And my number and rank, there on the sleeve
Wish me luck in the battles to come
Wish me , now, please
Not to lay there in the grass
Not to lay dead in the grass
Wish me luck in the battle
Wish me luck in... the battle

Yes I could pay, but I do not want
To win at any cost
I do not want
My boots on somebody's throat
I want to stay here with you
Simply stay here with you
But the star up high in the sky
Urges me forth

My blood type, pinned on my sleeve
And my number and rank, there on the sleeve
Wish me luck in the battles to come
Wish me , now, please
Not to lay there in the grass
Not to lay dead in the grass
Wish me luck in the battle
Wish me luck in... the battle