If I told you, my love
That I am terrified of the morning...
I don't know which stars are these
That wound me like threats
And I know that the moon is bleeding
On the blade of their scythe.
I feel that, after tonight,
Yet a longer night shall come...
I don't want you to leave me alone
Oh, my love! At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
The children that we never had
Are hiding in the sewers.
They feed on the last flowers there are left;
It seems as if they could divine
That the new day that is approaching
Will come with a ravenous hunger.
I feel that, after tonight,
Yet a longer night shall come...
I don't want you to leave me alone
Oh, my love! At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
Thousands of silent vultures
Are spreading their wings.
Doesn't this silent dance
Wound you very deeply, my love?
Accursed dance of the dead!
Gunpowder of the morning...
I feel that, after tonight,
Yet a longer night shall come...
I don't want you to leave me alone
Oh, my love! At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...
At dawn...