Miserere, miserere
Miserere, miserere me
But here's to life
But what a mystery, it's my life
What a mystery
I am a sinner of the year eighty thousand
A liar
But where am I and what do I do
How do I live?
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living
Miserere, miserable me
But here's to life
I am the saint who betrayed you
When you were alone
And I live elsewhere and observe the world
From the sky
And I see the sea and the forests
I see myself who
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living
Miserere, miserable me
But here's to life
If there is a night dark enough
To hide, hide
If there is a light, a hope
Sun magnificent that you shine inside me
Give me the joy of living
That isn't there yet
Miserere, miserere
That joy of living
That perhaps isn't yet there is