Újrajátszanám [English translation]

The window breaks, the house burns,

we pick up the last of the floorboards.

Maybe I am no one to you, just the leftover,

but at least I leave something behind me.

I just want to live, not burn,

and I can scream with all my might.

There is no fate, there was never a destiny,

and I am not quoting the Old Testament now.

I confess my sin, my god,

believe me, I couldn't do anything else,

if I were condemned I would still commit to it.

I confess my sin, believe me,

but I don't need forgiveness,

because every minute of it I would play the same way.

I'd play it again!

From the broken faucet a rainstorm pours on us,

tonight we will keep this night going until the day after tomorrow.

To you, I'm no one, just the leftover,

but existing, that's something I can really do.

I just want to live, not burn,

and I can scream with all my might.