Sonntags [English translation]

"On sundays I feel really bad, maltreated soul, heavy fog

Dulls the feeling at dawn after the battle"

Rain clouds are hanging over a vulnerable mind

Lupus calls for Lea: "Do you have time for me today?"

Oh, I don't understand myself

Because on almost every sunday

The things I usually like make me sad

"On sundays I feel great", says the queen of cats

And gently grinds her tender paws on my chest

The dull weather shines in her calm dark eyes

Lea purs for Lupus: "Will you forget time with me today?"

Come, explain the world to me

I listen to you keeping quiet for hours

Come, explain the world to me

Melancholy

So harmonious

She says she will have to go soon

And thinks that I am strange today

Oh, I don't understand myself

Because on almost every sunday

The things I usually like make me sad

The things I usually like irritate me

What's up here?