With the left foot morning begins.
With the left foot morning begins.
And, if some odd character will tell me:
"Then the day is happier."
I'll spit while shrugging my shoulders,
It's just a joke,
So that the legs are to blame and the mind has gone across.
It happens! Oh, please forgive me!
It happens! That, which you don't show me.
Almost like counting sheep
in the evening before sleep.
Nothing is stranger than our house life,
But foreheads are so narrow,
that two is too much for us.
But fingers are like fingers -
They aren't responsible for anything.
It happens! Oh, please forgive me!
It happens! That, which you don't show me.
It happens! Oh, please forgive me!
It happens! That, which you don't show me.
Don't go there! Don't go there! Where?
Don't go there! Don't go there! Where?
You like telescopes,
I like other trash.
We each have our own sun
Under which to roast.
And the tan is so even,
that it isn't clear, who is your father.
But don't worry -
everything stays in it's place.
It happens! Oh, please forgive me!
It happens! That, which you don't show me.
It happens! Oh, please forgive me!
It happens! That, which you don't show me.
Sha la la la....