Sweet, my sweet, more sweet in the end
sing me words dried more than the sand
dreams of love and death
shamrocks in your hair
Leave, just leave this synthetic place
grass and worms will grow on the face
Snow-White treated skin
makes their death looking so evergreen!
Drinking some tea with trees in my backyard
gardens of daffodils dancing meanwhile
Yes, now I dance like a fool!
Fairies blowing dust
joke me with a taste of lust
skies are moving fast
so dance this ball as if you’re going mad!
Drinking some pints of wine in a graveyard
gardens of daffodils dancing meanwhile
Yes, now I dance as a fool!
I’d love to be
green as a leaf
drunk of the springtime
life’s never been
green as a leaf
to this sin…
to this sin!
To this sin…
to this sin!