Spanga Pali, it was a shame you were born.

Spanga Pali, it was a shame for you to be born, ; To kill a Budapest magistrate. ; I admit it, I am a murderer, I am a prisoner of a magistrate, ; I will be better off underground. ; ; If I die, I will become a soul, ; But I would like to be a lightning bolt in the sky. ; I would crush this world, which has hurt me so much, ; I would crush this wretched world. ; ; If I die, I know that they will bury me, ; I also know that they will forget, ; But you, my baby, do not forget, do not avoid my grave, ; Do not avoid my grave ever. ; ; My heart hurts, who will heal me, ; My trouble is great, it cannot be healed. ; May the hard planks of my coffin soon heal me, ; May the coffin fall on its side. ; ; I would go, but I do not know where, ; Even fate is cruel to me. ; I already know where I'm going, where all wounds heal, ; I'm looking for a resting place in the cemetery.