Where’s my glass?
Where’s that bottle?
Angel

You are taking my dreams
Stealing every single minute
of my night

The night belongs to me
ONLY MINE ALONE
Angel, BEAT IT!

It glides like a stream,
dying, disappearing and
extinguishing inside me

A garland of deep-red
carnations I’d make for you

You, my unfathomable secret
I don’t find any blemish on you
You’re gonna die, tonight
Angel

It is so chilly here ...

That’ll make it easier