You have born in the lap of privation,
Your childhood was useless strife,
Today you dance, your eyes full of tears,
To the tuneless violin of life.
Your implacable stepmother, Night,
Is an evil creature of evil fame;
She tore the narcissus from your breast,
Cnd dragged you down the path of shame.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives
You celebrate the festival of sin
Beneath the street-lamp's dusky light;
No one can hear the pain in your laugh
When you laugh in the quiet night.
Drunk with illusions and deceptive hope,
With a withered hyacinth on your breast,
You return to your dingy little room to dine
With hunger, your one and only guest.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives in the chilly autumn of your life
To wring from you your final breath.
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You have born in the lap of privation,
Your childhood was useless strife,
Today you dance, your eyes full of tears,
To the tuneless violin of life.
Your implacable stepmother, Night,
Is an evil creature of evil fame;
She tore the narcissus from your breast,
Cnd dragged you down the path of shame.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives
You celebrate the festival of sin
Beneath the street-lamp's dusky light;
No one can hear the pain in your laugh
When you laugh in the quiet night.
Drunk with illusions and deceptive hope,
With a withered hyacinth on your breast,
You return to your dingy little room to dine
With hunger, your one and only guest.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives in the chilly autumn of your life
To wring from you your final breath.
Your childhood was useless strife,
Today you dance, your eyes full of tears,
To the tuneless violin of life.
Your implacable stepmother, Night,
Is an evil creature of evil fame;
She tore the narcissus from your breast,
Cnd dragged you down the path of shame.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives
You celebrate the festival of sin
Beneath the street-lamp's dusky light;
No one can hear the pain in your laugh
When you laugh in the quiet night.
Drunk with illusions and deceptive hope,
With a withered hyacinth on your breast,
You return to your dingy little room to dine
With hunger, your one and only guest.
The days and nights drag on unchanged...
When ugly and relentless Death
Crrives in the chilly autumn of your life
To wring from you your final breath.