When I eventually lie in deathbed
I want to say 'This path was the aim'
I say "Give me the time of a blink (more)'
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
I will be willing, and I know
My time, it is ripe
Sometimes the man with the scythe comes
and afterwards all of this gets to the end
Hopefully there is only tears of joy
Did you learn, not to bend?
did you see light, no matter how close the trees stand?
Would it mean, you have nothing repents in life?
The time came and you must see
Only luck, family and the health count
After death nothing remains alive
Materials are doomed
good, that in your life a pair of hypocrite that came
Thus you know who were the true friends
What did you laugh a lot about?
What good did your first life have?
Were you sure, that it was simply perfect
What was that, when you married it?
You thought 'please leave me spared'
That also will help no talisman to pick
The end of the navigation of this song
Please trust me, nothing is for sure...
Death comes someday ,without warning you
To get you
Death comes someday ,without warning you
To get you
When I eventually lie in deathbed
I want to say 'This path was the aim'
I say "Give me the time of a blink (more)'
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
I will be willing, and I know
My time, it is ripe
They just dig a hole for you
And at the end nothing remains except bones and dust
And death also comes, when you think everything is safe
Also, when it is not on the guests list
look at your watch, your time ticket, ticket
Death doesn't matter, whether you're 30
40, 50, or only 8
I hope, my uncle has managed to the top
I have a lot from my precious time
Wasted, often there was controversy
No one, writes me a postcard
I would give everything, just to be with you (all) again
So many things I would change, bro
Yes, yes, you know this very well
For every call, there is one station
But in life there is nothing certain
Death comes someday ,without warning you
To get you
Death comes someday ,without warning you
To get you
When I eventually lie in deathbed
I want to say 'This path was the aim'
I say "Give me the time of a blink (more)'
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
Please give me the time of a blink (more)
I will be willing, and I know
My time, it is ripe