lady in black

Evening at home and a knock.
I looked through the peephole.
There stood a lady in black!
She said something to me,
Something softly incomprehensible...
I opened the door a little later.
She was gone, only the wind passed through me...

Mood and joy
Why are they given to you
Having fun until you drop
It won't work anyway.

Here I am all day gloomy.
I don't understand, what's wrong with me,
Where is the energy and joy.
It's like it's been taken away,
By someone else's hand.
There are worries and problems.
They are insignificant,
But I feed them with my thoughts
Oh how important they are.

Mood and joy
Why are they given to you
Having fun until you drop
It won't work anyway.

To be friends with that lady in black, with my cat
He would calm her down and pet her
With his warmth.
I'll flip through the pages, look out the window for the hundredth time.
Maybe there, abroad,
My Ego got lost.
You can't measure how much time has passed, and it's too late to resign.
I'd like to be friends with that lady,
In black, having fun.
I'd spin her on the carousel or the cursed wheel.
We'd walk and sing,
Not missing a beat.
Not carrying a tune within,
And she'd give me the devil's drink.
So I could be happy again.

Mood and joy
Why are they given to you
Having fun until you drop
It won't work anyway.

Maybe it's illegal,
To be friends with a lady in black
But all I see is
Living by her side.

Mood and joy
Why are they given to you
Having fun until you drop
It won't work anyway.