Here's my interpretation of the lyrics:
-feel pain
Whip the dirt from my lip,
Don't see, any clock on the wall
For me, time means nothing at all
Oh, how I labour for our life
Better than the one I'm livin',
I'll work for the factory for love
I'll slave in here for you
We'll work for the factory for love
"
pianoman74
il y a 4635 jours
Hamid166
il y a 4635 jours
Huang_Feng
your is from 2:10 min
il y a 4653 jours