We are living in a concrete life
where everybody's creeping
with narcotic bullets in the mind,
for everybody's dreaming.
We would die for a concrete life
with a faint smile on black lips.
We are dreaming the romance,
dreaming the romance of death.
Sleep well, my darling.
From hell, I'm coming
to tell I'm loving you.
Sleep well, my darling.
Sleep well, my darling.
From hell, I'm coming
to tell I'm loving you.
Sleep well, my darling.
We are following the endless sky
while other ones are screaming.
The world is no place to hide
when some of us are bleeding.
There's a whisper in the night
when everybody is sleeping.
My dear, the time is right,
the time is right for leaving.
Sleep well, my darling.
From hell, I'm coming
to tell I'm loving you.
Sleep well, my darling.
Sleep well, my darling.
From hell, I'm coming
to tell I'm loving you.
Sleep well, my darling.
(Under the falling stars)
Sleep well, my darling
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)
(Under the falling stars)