Again celebration, again you and my love not the topic.
Again to fall from height, hitting the head against the wall.
You are beautiful, you are quiet, but I hear your tears,
it's all clear to me, you scream: " Damn those roses"
Chorus:
You know, I loose freedom, when I loose you.
And I loose my voice.
I disappear in the sky and again you are melting after the rain
In search of the white stripes.
I'm nobody to you and and what altogether I can change,
I'm not the first to you.
So that between us left, this senseless thread,
I'm ripping my nerves... I'm ripping my nerves...
It's easier, than forget, to enjoy this pain.
I love to love you, to apply sweet salt to the wounds again.
All is beautiful, all will pass, only the scars will stay,
But don't pour these iodine on my deep wounds.
Chorus:
You know, I loose freedom, when I loose you.
And I loose my voice.
I disappear in the sky and again you are melting after the rain
In search of the white stripes.
I'm nobody to you and and what altogether I can change,
I'm not the first to you.
So that between us left, this senseless thread,
I'm ripping my nerves... I'm ripping my nerves...
I'm ripping my nerves...