Between us a hundred worlds
Between us a hundred centuries
What blue sea are the eyes kissing now
If only I knew

Behind us a hundred wars
Behind us a hundred deceits
Who is removing lipstick from her lips now
While I roam if only I knew

Growing old, growing old
But without her there is no hell nor heavens
So I ask myself does an end exists
Does an end exist

Growing old, growing old
But without her nothing matters
Whatever life was it just passed
My life passed

Growing old, growing old

In front of us a twilight of time
Behind us golden sun shines
Whose lips are touching her lips
While I play and sing

She will never find out
She will never find out
That for her I’ll demolish the world
Burn it and die