Not tired at all

 

Now that I have got infected blood

No one can ever lick my wounds again

And I have found all the gold of the world

In my pockets

Isn’t it wonderful

 

I have even come over winter

And I have prayed for long

I have even come over winter

And I have sung

 

Now that I am so cold

I can count on the warm embrace of two covers

And I have found all the emptiness of the world

In a caress out of sympathy

 

I have even come over winter

And I have prayed for long

I have even come over winter

And I have sung for long

 

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

 

Now that I am in this hell

Angels friends and brothers have flown off and disappeared

And I have found all the emptiness of the world

In your pockets

In your regrets

 

I have even come over winter

And I have prayed for long

I have even come over winter

And I have sung for long

 

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

And I am not tired at all

 

Now that I have lost everything