Happy hour [English translation]

They say everything is already written anyway

So it’s no point sweating

You are born fire-raiser, you are dead fireman, so they say

They say you just need to get killed

If you want to rock one way or another

And that we’ll bring flowers there, in the graveyards of myth

This is already happy hour

Living, living you can pay it half its price

How much does it cost pretending

Of being a star?

They say you are only born to suffer

But if you suffer well enough you’ll win a consolation prize

Anyone not jumping is the exception

They say dreams are all for free

But they’re almost all second-hand

Cover up well, ‘cause the world doesn’t pay well here

This is already happy hour

Living, living you can pay it half its price

How much does it cost pretending

Of being a star?

This is already happy hour

Living, living only half a life

And the life you’re not spending

What interest will yield?

You may still die

Only ever living by hearsay

You may still die

Of the lack of food you have

They say Heaven makes you toe the line

And that in Hell you can whoop it up

While you can’t help sentencing yourself to Purgatory

This is already happy hour

Living, living you can pay it half its price

How much does it cost pretending

Of being a star?

This is already happy hour

Living, living only half a life

And the life you’re not spending

What interest will yield?