At least if I could wake up
In a world of love,
Without old debts
And these freaks, that have always followed me.
At least if I could kiss you
Without bad memories of cold springs,
Without a picture of suffering,
That just had to have stuck to us.
For my life is a game with no boundaries
A tired story, tearing of pages,
On which nothing is written.
For my life is endless falling,
When I sum up defeats nothing is left,
I only drag along habits
And it all stays like that.
At least if I could wake you up,
Make you coffee, bring it to your bed,
and then kiss you,
but there's none of that and it doesn't exist
At least if I could fall in love,
With some country girl, on some glade,
Up in the cosmos
So that I don't see downward