Now I feel like -
I know nothing,
Now I walk faster
She looks through the window,
she sees me walk by.
She doesn't know what I'm going through

In her blue eyes
I can see the warm moon
Now she is sad like me
Certainly
She takes out my clothes
and eats the strawberries on her own.
She doesn't know what I'm going through

I know there is no such thing as endless love
But this end looks to me condemned.
I walk among the people in the street
and I scream: "tell her."

Now I continue like
not all is lost
It is in my guts
and ruins my nights
I think the love I have with her
is the most important thing
She doesn't know what I'm going through

I know there is no such thing as endless love
But this end looks to me condemned.
I walk among the people in the street
and I scream: "tell her."

When she goes away I stay here
and don't move from here
I walk in the city torn with longing for her
I come back to the room finished,
write songs and sing them.
She doesn't know what I'm going through

I know there is no such thing as endless love
But this end looks to me condemned.
I walk among the people in the street
and I scream: "tell her."