All of our lives
Only kitsch rubbish
Another reason,
To be proud of yourself,
But it will lose its weight,
If you do not have with me.
Outskirts of the world,
The bed is covered with ice
Lying, freezing
And I remember how when they were together.
Time slipped a stone from the mountain,
Died away Rolling Stones,
That evening, just you again
A light up my house.