SOS [English translation]

S - O - S

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You think you're nice, and that you'll find the whole world here

You see some shit, and you press on - "I like it here!"

And you say "Hello" to me, and we chat about you.

I pay you a complement, and you send me a laughing face.

But talking about a relationship may go too far,

And when asked for a meeting you usually just say "Maybe."

There's no sign of a Like, let alone your love.

You share my music but not my feelings.

And that's it goes, all around the world; hey, believe me, I know.

And getting to know a girl is really not that easy.

But when you think you've got a good catch, then get her number, take a breath, and call.

And if she likes you, then grab your chinos.

Embrace the world, and go with her to the movies.

And then you take her hand, and you ride the bus together.

And before she gets off, you give her a kiss.

Baby, do you have a minute?

Or is it complicated?

I think I like you;

Do you feel anything at all?

Or do you feel like I do?

Ayo: don't jump from trees - ey - you can't fly.

And stop looking so silly in photographs.

But you know: concentrate on reality, because no matter how much you post, she's never gonna Like it.

We say, "Call her! She's there, talk already!"

But you're afraid of the goddamned telephone,

And you don't know what you're supposed to say,

Diggi, I'll tell you what to say,

"Why am I calling? I don't really know; I just felt like I needed to tell you how nice you are.

I thought it'd be better to gather up my courage,

Say hello, and reach out to you a little bit,

to not suffer through much time on the phone, to pick a flower and drive straight to your house.

My night shouldn't end with barmaids anymore.

In truth, I want to give you my last name."

Baby, do you have a minute?

Or is it complicated?

I think I like you;

Do you feel anything at all?

Or do you feel like I do?

It went like this, ey, I was with the boys, all alone in the bar;

I turned around and then she was standing right there.

I'm really the type of guy who doesn't know what to say.

I'd regret it my whole life if I didn't just ask.

And so I quickly gathered up my courage,

And said "Baby, ey, I think we'd go well together."

She looked away, laughed for a couple of seconds

And then chatted with me for what felt like twenty hours.

And then, just like that, she was off

And believe me, really, no one knows where she is

And that's why I only plan to hang out in my room

And could cry because the memory fades so slowly

And I despair, what goddamned shit!

You let her go, didn't ask if she'd stay.

Life will have passed by before I meet you again

I'm at home, and I see how she writes.

Baby, do you have a minute?

Or is it complicated?

I think I like you;

Do you feel anything at all?

Or do you feel like I do?