[this (the second one of mine) is a literal translation, where the rhythm of the original song is not preserved]
You're taking off an evening dress
facing the wall
and I see the fresh scars
on your smooth velvety back
I want to cry out in pain
or forget everything in my sleep
where are you wings now,
the ones that I used to like?
refrain:
where are you wings now,
the wings I used to like?
(x2)
we used to have "our time"
now we only have things to do
to prove that the strong eat the weak ones,
and that soot is currently white.
we had all lost something
in this insane war.
where are you wings now,
the wings that I used to like.
refrain
I'm not asking how much money you have
or how many husbands you had
I see you are afraid of open windows
and top floors (in high rise buildings).
and if tomorrow a fire starts
and this building goes down in flames,
we will die without your wings -
the wings that I used to like.
refrain