How the north wind kills
when August is in the day
and space makes our bodies glow, oh!
A beggar shows off jewellery
to the blind at the corner
and a puppy from the Lord fascinates us, oh!
Talk to me only about clouds and the sun
I don't want to know anything
about the misery of today's world.
Today is a good day
there's some peace
the earth is our sister
the others are the murderers.
How the north wind kills
when August is in the day
and space makes our bodies glow, oh!
A beggar shows off jewellery
to the blind at the corner
and a puppy from the Lord fascinates us, oh!
Mars does not surrender to the power of the sun
Venus makes us fall in love
The moon knows about its attraction
While we are dying here
our eyes closed
we don't see anything more than our nose
How the north wind kills
when August is in the day
and space makes our bodies glow.
Lady Night, be my cradle
be my cradle, be my day,
My little soul dances of joy, oh
of joy, oh
of joy, oh!