
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NRtMGiHQX0
This is a translation of the first verse, its not literal, I have instead tried to capture a bit of the flow of the language it is written in:
"The day is at end, the dark is awake; stars and cats and wenches-
Filled with dirt, scum and kooks, police and prison sleeping too- The child is beholding the hum of dreams, how an angel goes round our houses it seems- And alone in the late of night, Im hearing a longing walz- and I am quite thin, my bones are, and so is my neck and arms- I have sold my songs to entertainment business, and God may forgive me somethings I´ve written- And I am quite thin, my bones are, and so is my neck and arms."
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