Tell me, when, when?
Where are your eyes and your mouth?
Maybe in Africa that it matters.
Tell me, when, when?
Where are your hands and your nose?
Towards a despairing day
But I am longing
I am still longing.
Tell me, when, when?
Don't look at me now, my love,
I am tired
Because I think about the future.
Tell me, when, when?
We are angels
Which search for a smile.
Don't hide your face
Because I am longing,
I am still longing.
And I will live, yes, I will live,
All the day to see you go away
Between the memories and this strange madness.
Someone who wants a child, doesn't insist.
Tell me, when, when?
I need you, at least for an hour
To tell you that I still hate you.
Tell me, when, when?
You know that I will not have you and a smile is appearing on your face
And I am longing,
I am still longing.
And I will live, yes, I will live,
All the day to see you go away
Between the memories and this strange madness.
Someone who wants a child, doesn't insist.