How many there are luminaries above us,
Shining for us solemnly and eternally.
How many there are ships in the sky,
Ensuring that each of us was beloved.
How many great books exist,
Explaining to us why we must live sadly.
How many there are scientific theories
About that we must become something else.
Don't waste your time,
My dear, don't waste your time.
Sunlight is on these branches,
Nothing will happen to us,
Don't waste your time.
And they walk around the whole world,
Tenants and neighbors devoid of the flesh and blood.
We are coming closer to them
And suddenly find out our eyes and hearts in them.
We spend half a life in a cinema,
Where it's proved us that we've lost our loves.
We go outside and see
That this love never had its end.
And we say: Don't waste your time,
My dear, don't waste your time.
Sunlight is on these branches,
Nothing will happen to us,
Don't waste your time