Let's go to that place
Where the ball is ruled by night.
To this helluva paradise,
Where life flows over the edge till the morning.
To The Heartbreak Hotel,
To The Café of Unexpected Encounters,
Along The Boulevard of Roses
It's the right time, my friend, it's time.
Ref:
While we are here, we keep living,
Until everything is not forgotten.
Let's you and I together
Order 200 ml vodka each
And drink it for all that happened.
Here is The Broken Dream bar
And the song is not sung yet.
That's the sound of countdown,
And a trumpeter goes forward.
He is alone, like you,
And he sings about it,
This eternal blues,
Pour himself to drink, my friend, and don't cry.
Ref.