Einsamkeit [English translation]

Gangsters of love die thousands of deaths,

gangsters of love.

Gangsters of love are out of mode,

gangsters of love.

Pub island,

it's 4am,

curfew howling,

nothing's possible anymore. [from French]

Too much Bourbon,

I feel like I'm dying,

I feel so blue,

from head to shoe-oe.

Prepared for girls,

none of them here - not noble at all.

Chorus:

Lonelyness, lonelyness, lonelyness, lonelyness,

lonelyness, lonelyness.

The door opens,

all heads towards the right,

a glimmer of hope, ah,

female-sexed.

Fatal woman, [from French]

at once

excitement at the bar.

Oh, damned,

oh so wicked,

comin' towards me,

says: "You,

are you booked already?"

Chorus (alternated):

Twosomeness, twosomeness, twosomeness, twosomeness, twosomeness, twosomeness.

Then in her arms,

some kind of hotel,

she knows no mercy,

criminal love.

I look into your eyes, baby,

fine, let's play it again.

Then it makes "boom",

my whiskey glass drops.

"We do the cleaning now!"

waiter says,

[yawn] it was just a dream.

Chorus (2x)

Lonelyness ...