Wino samotnych [English translation]

One more step and the darkness again, little eternity,

this minute can last a hundred years.

Next to your poses, absurd,

is loneliness like a mirror and waltz.

It's your shadow, it embraced you with the grey chill,

it whispers: you're a nobody, you don't exist.

There's no truth, there's no lie,

you know only one thing: you're alone...

And that's how it's gonna be, it'll stay this way.

Drink to the bottom

this bitter wine of the lonely.

Drink,

both you and I

can live with this.

Death has eyes

made of washy posters.

In silence,

this bitter wine of the lonely,

drink to the bottom.

You still have some face, some body,

cell in which your being imprisoned you.

Nothing went well so far.

You know one thing: it was stupid and it's shameful.

In this dense net of empty days, entangled,

in these nodes of veins you can hear the hum of your dark blood.

There's no truth, there's no lie,

you know only one thing: you're alone.

Resigned to their failure some... no one.

Drink to the bottom

this bitter wine of the lonely.

Drink,

May the black radiance

Sparkle in the glass.

In a world of walls

You can only hear yourself.

In silence,

this bitter wine of the lonely,

drink to the bottom.

Drink up.

Drink up...