On my body
everything is marked
your craziest nights
next to me
First of all you are my everything
second again the same
third I will repeat it
if necessary even hundred times
I still live in the certainty
that you will stand by me
wrap your heart in a napkin
so it doesn't fall out on the way,
doesn't fall out
Chorus:
When we grow old, we'll meet again,
when we remain alone
when it will be hard for us to walk the street
we'll have to because we have to meet
we'll have to, because we have to meet
We'll meet even when all hope dies
and we'll be young just like we are now
when everybody continues on his side
and the last key turns in the lock
just ignore the fact of growing old
On my body,
just like on glass
everything can be seen
it's hard to erase
First of all, you're my everything...
I still live in the certainty...