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.