When the whole world comes crashing down on your head
When everything that's worth anything plunges into the abyss
You're left by the roadside like a pissed-on flower
Destiny is an old, well-known whore
Why are you asking the bastard for mercy
And begging the idiot for a day of life?
Listen, straighten up your spine, hit him right in the head
Show him your teeth and kick the bucket with pride
Let them rob you, let them steal your wife
it just means that you're worth more
Let them secretly laugh behind your back
As long as you keep the idea safe from the bastards