Arthur, Arthur, the train, look inside,
this train takes you straight to Belgium!
Arthur, Arthur, open your collar,
just tell me it's gone is this the season in hell?
Arthur, Arthur, the two fists in the pocket,
the two hands in the pocket are already rotten rags.
Arthur, Arthur, the coat on the shoulder,
the coat on the shoulder is long gone.
You are traveling Arthur, the season is over.. .
The ship is inside, the ship is in the harbor,
like Europe, it sleeps in the valley,
Arthur, the season, the season will pass,
Arthur, you will have plenty of gold,
well Arthur, you will have plenty of gold!
Arthur, from him, absinthe in the glass ,
plants, gown, pipe and hat,
Arthur, an angry angel from the sky,
from the earth to the sea ran,
Arthur, press your chest to your knees,
And pull the shoestring like a string,
Arthur, just don't, it's the season in hell,< br/>such, such, such, such has never been!
You travel, Arthur, the season is over...
Arthur, the ship, the ship to Africa,
reveal the collar,
there is gold, the mine is full,
Arthur, the season, leave it alone, let the sea toss it,
Arthur, the train zd stands inside,
You travel, you travel, Arthur.
Arthur, press your chest to your knees,
And pull the shoelace like a string,
Arthur , just don't, the season in hell,
it's never been like this, like this, like this!
You're traveling, Arthur, the season is over...