| Song | No Tears For Strangers |
| Artist | Falconer |
| Album | Grime Vs. Grandeur |
| 作曲 : Göbel, Weinerhall | |
| Millions of fears are howling loud | |
| The tarn of tears is running out | |
| You reside to far away | |
| East and west and down below | |
| It's easier to let it go | |
| Not always bothered by the truth | |
| Darkened sky on middle day | |
| Destruction there, so they can't stay | |
| "Sorry boys", but you're alone | |
| The troops of doom has left the ground | |
| Take the shit, fire another round | |
| Eat the dirt, the crap is yours | |
| Over foggy waters, I reach the shore | |
| I can't sympathize, can't sense anymore | |
| I'll shed no tears for strangers | |
| Save my crying until another day | |
| Maybe sorrows are coming my way | |
| The mill is grinding trough the gloom | |
| Ghastly eyes gaze at the moon | |
| In palest glow the dreams descend | |
| So in the end I'm not so bad | |
| Don't have the time, I don't feel sad | |
| That's the way so let me be | |
| The distance between you and me: | |
| The scale of my emotionality | |
| My heart ain't weak enough | |
| To bleed for all the tragedy | |
| If I was to feel for one and all | |
| I would probably crumble and fall | |
| My heart ain't rich enough | |
| To suffer your reality |
| zuò qǔ : G bel, Weinerhall | |
| Millions of fears are howling loud | |
| The tarn of tears is running out | |
| You reside to far away | |
| East and west and down below | |
| It' s easier to let it go | |
| Not always bothered by the truth | |
| Darkened sky on middle day | |
| Destruction there, so they can' t stay | |
| " Sorry boys", but you' re alone | |
| The troops of doom has left the ground | |
| Take the shit, fire another round | |
| Eat the dirt, the crap is yours | |
| Over foggy waters, I reach the shore | |
| I can' t sympathize, can' t sense anymore | |
| I' ll shed no tears for strangers | |
| Save my crying until another day | |
| Maybe sorrows are coming my way | |
| The mill is grinding trough the gloom | |
| Ghastly eyes gaze at the moon | |
| In palest glow the dreams descend | |
| So in the end I' m not so bad | |
| Don' t have the time, I don' t feel sad | |
| That' s the way so let me be | |
| The distance between you and me: | |
| The scale of my emotionality | |
| My heart ain' t weak enough | |
| To bleed for all the tragedy | |
| If I was to feel for one and all | |
| I would probably crumble and fall | |
| My heart ain' t rich enough | |
| To suffer your reality |