Dorule [English translation]

A long time ago, a long, long time ago,

In a sleepless dream, in a soul without a person

On an aged path, in an unfulfilled film

I saw your eyes

I saw your eyes, I wanted your body, your mouth wounded me

Your mouth wounded me

In a thought and in a deed, I have felt your retribution

To not grow old to die, but to wither of longing

In a thought and in a deed, I have felt your retribution

To not grow old to die . . .

[Chorus x2]

Longing, longing, longing

Longing, longing

When I dry my tears

My palms sting.

May Heaven, may Heaven make sure you have

Neither hell, nor heaven

Nor heaven . . .

May Heaven make sure that you have all that you want, all that you don't have

But that you don't have part of anyone

Just like not even I have of you

That it burns you, that it gives you just sand instead of water

That you hurt, that you burn, just like my heart burned

That you burn, and that it gives you sand instead of water

That you hurt, that you burn

[Chorus x4]

Longing, longing, longing

Longing, longing

When I dry my tears

My palms sting.