In melancholy I drown in hell
And the smoke of my cigarette climbs in the air
The walls of the room
Oh twilight
But who will save us?
The smoke forms a staircase
It's up to you to go down
Come on, come into my arms
Come on, come into my arms
Could this nirvana
Never go out?
But who will save us?
And then from the ceiling
The sweet music calls me
We hover on an air of love
And I can no longer say no
So I pour out my love for you
Again and again...
The cigarettes burn me
And there are no more angels here
And it makes you bleed my heart
And it makes my soul bleed
But I can't sleep anymore
Every night without you
All I have to do is die
in your arms
The cigarettes burn me
And there are no more angels here
And it makes my heart bleed
And it makes my soul bleed
But I can't sleep anymore
Every night without you
All that's left to do is die
in your arms