Though the night's still glowing round

Yet I know the day is bad

Pop stars, in a paper bread

And again I find my face

All neglected, out of place

In my hair there is some spray



Now it's warm, I've lit the stove

Burned my poems, feel so small

My diploma's on the wall:

In the long jump - third place won

There is no more use of me

So I'd better go to sleep

Don't look at my photos, please!



There's nothing in my heart

No value anymore

The redness of my blood

Is just a kind of joke

And I want to forget

As often as I can

There's nothing in my heart

No value anymore



And you should guard my dreams

Come any time you like

Those moments of my days

You'll hold within your hand

So do not cheer me up

I'll stand here all alone



There's nothing in my heart

No value anymore






















All the wordl 

Has slipped out 

Of my grasp 

And as yet 

I can feel 

No regret 



Tell me how 

You'd like to live? 

I'm alive 

And I think 

I want to live my life 

But 



If I had to 

And I could ever make 

My death-wish 

It's not a secret 

And I know it well 



I'd like to die by your side 



Breezes blow 

I smell springtime and know 

That you 

Easily 

Accepted what I'd said 

And… 



If I had to 

And I could ever make 

My death-wish 

It's not a secret 

And I know it well 

I'd like to die by your side 



And if ever 

I could really choose 

How to do that 

It's not a secret 

And I know it well 



I'd Like To die Of Love 



In no armchair 

In no dream 

Not in peace and 

Not by day 

Not too easy 

Not in long years 

I'd Like To die Of Love 



Not so painless 

Not in my home 

Not too quickly 

Not too young and 

Not too happy 

Not with my dears 

I'd Like To die Of Love