Love is wrong, it sings a hopeless song

It longs for bitter disappointment and tears, and tears

It calls to all that used to be

And it yearns for someone who was tender but untrue



Love is blind, it?s helplessly inclined

To bind itself to discontentment and fears, and fears

It [Incomprehensible] on nights that might have been

Love needs nothing more to do



My darling, so I hold each little talking

We knew, we knew

Endlessly I unfold each word we've spoken

We two, we two



Love is mad, it?s beautiful but bad

It gladly weeps when disillusion appears, appears

And so I cling to yesterday while I?m hopelessly in love

While I?m hopelessly in love with you