What's up, my friend?
Why then do you grieve?
There are many women
Why suffer?
Let the drinks be served
And you don't notice
In bad times
What leaves loving
A little bit is won
A little bit is lost
But what the hell
It's not to cry
They stand me up now
But it's very green
May they come back to me later
Planting again
my hope is lost
And I carry the wound open
What do I want life for?
If my soul is dead
If I'm not happy, no way
You have to endure the stop
Everything is too wide for me
Because I don't care about anything
really my buddy
my love is deep
And since I can't
achieve your want
I don't give a damn
Life and taste
Let the others serve
I want to drink
I am stubborn
I'm dying on the line
But today I don't beg
Like the rest
If you want the ungrateful
Well, let him go
What does one less matter?
What does one more matter?
my hope is lost
And I carry the wound open
What do I want life for?
If my soul is dead?
If I'm not happy, no way
You have to endure the stop
Everything is too wide for me
Because I don't care about anything