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It's true, I'm wrong, I realize it
And admit it to my great shame
I'm hardly the perfect husband you dreamed of
I forget all your birthdays
On May 1st, what misery!
Never the slightest bit of lily of the valley
It's true, I was wrong, I regret it
You so careful and so flirtatious
I'm sorry because I always leave everything lying around
There are cigarette butts
On the furniture and on the carpet
A almost everywhere and except in ashtrays
However, it would be easy for me
To warn when I dine in town
But it escapes me and you leave it alone »list your meal
Or I invite eight people
Without even a phone call
These are things you don't appreciate
I know, I'm wrong, but in yourself
You also know how much I love you
And then, in short, I am as I have always been
He is too late for me to change
Luckily you are an angel
So, an angel can bear everything
I'm wrong, I recognize my faults
But what do you want -what else should I do?
If you think that I deserved to die for that
Pray that Heaven delivers you
From your man impossible to live
But be careful that He listens to you
Without me, you would undoubtedly suffer
Perhaps even almost as much as me... without you!
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