Now, that you aren't with me, the hours pass slowly
it seems to me that the hands1 are going to stop
in secret I ask myself, what good is life to me?
every night I sit at the table all alone
Chorus x2
Wine is bitter without you
it won't ease my pain
I cannot calm myself
[my] heart only wants you
Now, that you aren't with me, as if I don't [even] exist
I long only for your lips
how can I find you, so that you are next to me?
to revive the old memories
Chorus x2
Now, that you aren't with me, I see what you are to me
I need you hands, your shoulder
but you are not there, you will never come
I only have these long nights
Chorus x2
1. Of the clock