Come over here, Mary
One last glass
Let's enjoy the moment
From tomorrow on there will be only water instead of wine.
Come over here and fill our glasses one more time
Tomorrow so much will be different -
Mary, the world is fading away slowly.
The white doves are tired
They haven't been flying for a long time.
Their wings are way too heavy
And their beaks have been empty for a long time.
Yet the falcons keep on flying
They are stronger than ever
And their wings grow wider
And every day more of them are coming
Just white doves don't fly anymore.
Stay some more time, Mary
The last bit will be enough for both of us
From tomorrow on there will be only stones instead of bread
Come over here and fill our glasses one more time
Because it will never again be like today -
Mary, the world is tearing itself from the line.
The white doves are tired
They haven't been flying for a long time.
Their wings are way too heavy
And their beaks have been empty for a long time.
Yet the falcons keep on flying
They are stronger than ever
And their wings grow wider
And every day more of them are coming
Just white doves don't fly anymore.
Look over there, Mary
The empty bed - the mirror of our great time
From tomorrow on there will be only shards instead of glass.
Come over here and fill our glasses one more time
The last swig of the last wine
Mary, the world is starting to die.
The white doves are tired
They haven't been flying for a long time...
Their wings are way too heavy
And their beaks have been empty for a long time.
Yet the falcons keep on flying
They are stronger than ever
And their wings grow wider
And every day more of them are coming
Just white doves don't fly anymore.
The white doves are tired
They haven't been flying for a long time...
Their wings are way too heavy
And their beaks have been empty for a long time.
The white doves don't fly anymore.
The white doves don't fly anymore.