Melancholy Songtext
Time is the undefined continuation of our lives

a succession of changes

so don't think too fast



your ideas these perceptions of your soul
are not always true stories

if reality and perfection

are the same thing for you



then your love, your desire

cannot exist with doubts

about what you love



no don't be scared of time

no matter if there's nothing of us
left after we die

we won't suffer from it

more than before our birth



the old man must learn to enjoy

the story of his own life

the young boy cannot be happy

only the old one who lived well



yes your life will still exist

only if you remember it

so death is forgetness

a destruction of what you were



but though we're not eternal

nothing will destroy the fact

that we existed