We knew fire, we knew thunder and 20 years old love. We ran away from each other not once, but we had returned.
And this room still keeps the memory of days more beautiful
Traces of a storm that blew away, here nothing resembles what passed, what slipped, what goes on with us.
My beautiful
You are my magical and only one.
From dawn light till the night arrives
I love you
Still love
I know your entoxications
And your lies and secrets
I always need to keep an open eye and to stay out of traps.
And in the coldests nights
There must have been others, that filled your body with gratification
Therefor after all
I had the great talent
to grow old with you
My beautiful...
The time still plays a grief song, and the days hurt
But there is no dangerous trap as the serenity of lovers.
If you want to cry now
My heart is now less torn apart.
Now it's time to walk carefully
It's a border line from here to here
Because the game is dangerous
The war goes on softly.
My beautiful...