And finally after a few years
Men replaced your dolls
And the gladioli placed in your room
Today replace the wild flowers
And time is running out , short, which makes us serious
Life has made us more proud
Because time that runs, short, changes pleasures
And the lack of love makes us age
By now, my plastic cars
Have long since become real
And finally business and money
Have replaced my old toys
And it is time that runs, runs, that makes us serious
Life has made us more proud
Because time that runs, runs, runs, changes pleasures
And that the lack of love makes us grow old
Because the time that runs, runs, oh runs, changes the pleasures
And that the lack of love makes us grow old
And always time which runs, runs, changes the pleasures
And that the lack of love makes us grow old
And always the time which runs, runs, oh runs, changes the pleasures
And that the lack of 'love makes us grow old
And time always runs, runs, oh runs, changes pleasures
And the lack of love makes us grow old
And time always runs, runs , oh short, changes the pleasures
And that the lack of love makes us grow old, makes us grow old
And time always... runs.