He who was strong yesterday
Will be nothing but dust tomorrow
Despite the greatness of the choruses
And despite the weapon he holds in his hand
All which goes up must come back down
He who falls will get back up
If I cry into your arms today,
I'll carry on fighting tomorrow
No, it certainly isn't because we shine
That we won't fall
No, it certainly isn't because we fall
That we won't dream
That which remains forever engraved
In every dislocated heart
Isn't an object which only wants to shine
But any gesture of truth
Tomorrow, we will give our weapons over
To Our Lady, as an offering
For those few soulless sinners
In exchange for the ornaments of our tears
No, it certainly isn't because we shine
That we won't fall
No, it certainly isn't because we fall
That we won't dream
Even with our eyes, our hearts blinded
By the alcohol of some troubled blood
By the brother of the sealed oyster
Our heads high, we'll keep on walking
And once we're gathered two by two
We'll leave, our fists raised high
Never will the fear of getting hurt
Keep our hearts from screaming out
No, it certainly isn't because we shine
That we won't fall
No, it certainly isn't because we fall
That we won't dream