Schönheit straft jedes Gefühl [English translation]

I am so very sorry

That my eyes fell on you

And I am so very sorry

That my looks taint you

And I am so very sorry

That my longing recognized you

And I am so very sorry

That my soul drinks from you

[Chorus:]

Beauty punishes every feeling

Direction without a goal

Beauty punishes every feeling

Beauty punishes every feeling

Direction without a goal

Beauty punishes every feeling

I am so very sorry

That I covet you without asking

And I am so very sorry

That I must think of you without asking

I am so very sorry

That I must see you again

And therefore I am so sorry

That I must step foot in your life

[Chorus]

In the twilight I see my shadow

But in the light I don't see you

I believe I have gone too far

I believe I've lost you

Puzzled, amazed, fascinated

I have eyes to see you

Where you sit, who you speak with1

I have ears to hear you

How you laugh and what you say

And how later your voice

follows the music, lost

Life shows pity

For the souls of the damned

And no death will hold them

For the ashes show

That their hearts once burned

Life shows pity

For the souls of the damned

And no death will hold them

For the ashes show

That their hearts once burned

Beauty punishes every feeling

Direction without a goal

Beauty punishes every feeling

Direction without a goal

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1. At least I hear "wo du sitzt, mit wem du sprichst". Going by the original written here, the line would be: "Into your face (...) with which you speak"