So we're the love lovers
Always sad, always drunk,
We sing our memorial mass
We play the guitar.

We feel our death
We feel it is love
We fear to be dead
We fear to be lost.
But what can we do
Against our nature
We're led to suffering
By our own will of loving.

And we're the love lovers
Always sad, always drunk,
We sing our memorial mass
We play the guitar.

Maybe that's only shit
We're wasting time and age
But we don't wanna leave this game
Oh,
it's impossible to leave this game
it's impossible to leave this game.
This love's a wall
That you cannot climb
That you cannot down
That you cannot bore

(continua)