Dom ensligas allé [English translation]

They sell images of the hanged

And all the streets have been closed off

The sailors have dolled themselves up

Now the circus is in town

In comes the envoy of the executors

He is blinded by success

His one hand he keeps around the line dancer

And the other on his crotch

The riot police fidget around

They'll soon take centre stage

We can see it when we look out

From the Avenue of the Lonely

For Cinderella everything is so easy

She says, one by one we become two

Then she pouts with her lips

To look like Brigitte Bardot

In comes Romeo and moans

"You are mine, right, as far as I know"

But someone says "you're in the wrong play, dude"

"It's best if you go"

And the only sound that remains

Once the ambulance has taken him too

Is Cinderella sweeping up

On the Avenue of the Lonely

The stars have almost disappeared

And the moon been covered by clouds

The fortune-telling g*psy woman

Has already packed up her stand

Everyone but Cain and Abel

And the Hunchback of Notre Dame

Hunts for love

Or think it's too hot

The Good Samaritan

Has prepared himself to make an entrance

He'll go to a masquerade tonight

On the Avenue of the Lonely

Ophelia stands by my window

She makes me so nervous

For even though she's only twenty-four

She's already an old woman

For her death is romantic

And life but a mirage

Religion is her livelihood

But her sin is lifelessness

And though the turns to the sky

As if a miracle will happen

She glances more and more

Toward the Avenue of the Lonely

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood

With his memories in a bag

Went past here an hour ago

With his friend, a friar in black

He stared so terribly threateningly

When he asked for a cigarette

Then he recited from the alphabet

Before making his retreat

You wouldn't believe it now

But he was famous long ago

'Cause he was master of the electric violin

At the Avenue of the Lonely

Doctor Wise preserves the world

In a well-sealed box

Like his anemic adapter

Tries to wry open

His assistant, a lady derelict

With arsenic in her purse

Has a note where she's written

"Have mercy on his soul"

Then they play bamboo flutes

And you can hear every little flaw

If you lean far enough

Toward the Avenue of the Lonely

At the hours around midnight

The agents walk their rounds

To catch those unfortunates

That happen to know more than them

They take them to the factory

Where they're placed by a machine

Where the doctors check their pulses

After having injected kerosene

Then they're carried down from the castles

By ridiculous insurance men

That make sure no one escapes

To the Avenue of the Lonely

On the other side of the street

They have prepared for a party

The Phantom of the Opera

Is perfectly disguised as priest

They feed Casanova with a teaspoon

To give him back his courage

Then they'll cut out his heart

After suffocating him with words

And the Phantom curses at the girls

And says: "come, and you shall see"

Now Casanova will pay for

The Avenue of the Lonely

Only apt for Neptune

Titanic sets course toward its goal

While everyone stands and shouts

"Whose side are you on?"

On the bridge deck stand wrestling,

T.S. Elliot and Ezra Pound

While the calypso band's singers

Sprinkle roses on each other

At the windows toward the ocean

Where the mermaids smile

And no one pesters their brain

With the Avenue of the Lonely

Yeah, I got your letter two days ago

Right when the roof collapsed

When you asked me how I have it

Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?

And all the people that you name

Yeah, I know them case by case

But I got to change their faces

And give them new names

But I read a bit badly now

So don't send any more letters

If you don't post them

From the Avenue of the Lonely