If it was born once again
this restless body of mine
it would follow the same star
and everything would be as it was
Even though it dreamt of happiness
and some brighter days
When you put everything together
It all fits into one song
Melancholy in my soul, my soul
sleeps inside my soul
and is breaking my heart
while it sings its songs
Melancholy in my soul, my soul
it sleeps inside my soul
and writes its final song
about passing youth
My youth has passed
does anyone care for it
or that the childhood of my fingers
was rubbed of on my guitar
this is our song
because nothing seperates us
you, as I
have drank from the same glass
Melancholy in the soul, the soul