it does´nt matter what we are...
it´s just important what we have...
in these times of sweet delusions...
in these days of great illusions
all the battles we have lost...
so weaponless and full of love...
our sweet smile for every death
on the faces of the slaughtered ones..
the happy losers´ sweet delusions...
sos weet as they are...
in these times o great illusions...
so sweet as they are...
in these times of you and me...
and every war, that we gave up...
and every day we fought against...
became a scar on our bodies...
became a mak of this world...
we are the happy losers...
so sweet as they are...
and you are losers too...
