How sad is the city at dawn,
when you walk down the streets without love.
Offices with the lights turned off
and shop windows with neon signs.
How sad is the city at dawn
when there are things you can not understand,
when you see that the one you loved so much
is no longer with you, no longer returns, already went away.
Your relics remain in my soul and I feel cold.
My empty world, empty of love.
How sad is the city at dawn
when you feel that you’re alone, without love,
when nothing matters to you, you’re not in the mood, oh no...
when you see, that everything means nothing without love.
The same places are not the same without you
and I fall into an abyss, into depression.
How sad is the city when I miss you.
I go without aim, without any direction.
Your relics remain in my soul and I feel cold.
My empty world, empty of love.
How sad is the city at dawn
when you feel that you’re alone, without love,
when nothing matters to you, you’re not in the mood, oh no...
when you see, that everything means nothing without your love.
Your relics remain in my soul and I feel cold.
My empty world, empty of love.
How sad is the city at dawn
when you feel that you’re alone, without love,
when nothing matters to you, you’re not in the mood, oh no...
when you see, that everything means nothing without your love.
How sad is the city at dawn
when you feel that you’re alone, without love,
when nothing matters to you, you’re not in the mood, oh no...
when you see, that everything means nothing without your love,
when you see, that everything means nothing without love.