Lova [English translation]

Money

Ages rattle without noise

Money

Stupid red-riding hood from the fairytale

still doesn't know that the wolf and the hunter

are bastards of the same mother.

Hey, wipe your tears!

Money

The world, red and yellow, tra-la-la-la

Money

Judas is still selling out Christ, you didn't know?

[And you would naively, just like Snow White,]

fall asleep alone with seven maniacs;

Hey, hey, don't cry!

It's ten o'clock, head home!

Money, money!

I'm listening to the gypsies singing

Don't go, it's raining outside

I don't understand anything either