Amalia [English translation]

Dances, crazy Amalia dances horrible dances

or she has a man there

And they sing.. laalalalalalaa, they sing insane, dirty songs

age-old schlagers, whatever

There she rummages cake servers, a trousseau from a chest

there's a beautifully embroidered A on the sheets

And sometimes she cries for

a major fallen, decomposed in the war

who never returned from somewhere out there

The same old moldy bun wreath on the coffee table

of which you can scratch the mold off

The pain eases or it's forgotten when one dances

and falls asleep in their memories

Dances, crazy Amalia dances horrible dances

or she has a man there

And they sing.. laalalalalalaa, they sing insane, dirty songs

age-old schlagers, whatever

The same old moldy bun wreath on the coffee table

of which you can scratch the mold off

The pain eases or it's forgotten when one dances

and falls asleep in their memories

The same old moldy bun wreath on the coffee table

of which you can scratch the mold off

The pain eases or it's forgotten when one dances

and falls asleep in their memories