For I don't know what time in life
In your crazy head you're looking at the same picture
Black riders have arrived in the village
Red droplets have fallen on the white
For I don't know what time in life
In your crazy head he's again looking at you
For I don't know what time in life
In the midst of your thoughts there's an ice pole growing
Red droplets have fallen on the white
The wind is lowering and taking the body away
Tired society met up and sat down
The woman under the veil brought the roses
Happy flies have sat down on the forehead
Bitter for the memory
Sweet for the meal