Two rushing shades meeting face to face
Dull procedures come and go every day
A thousand tricks and one thousand smiles but
An endless tide of ideas and belief
It's a mess, 'cause nobody thinks or feels
The sky laughs loud, entertainment for free
Gain, all we gain is trivial nonsense next to nothing
Our merit is: failing whenever we can
But I say, we are next to nothing!
We are nothing, next to nothing, we are nothing
A friendly smile hiding misunderstandings
I see your mask but your soul I can't find
A thousand lost days, two thousand new ones
Tunnels light or dead end
Another night and even more days to come
And I've to look into mortal faces
It's just an act of regret and farewell
I am one of those mortals too
Who're loving life, loving life eternally