Nothing matters at the end, nothing at all but
to be loved!
Ah! To want someone as much as to even endure
not to be loved!
Oh, those escapes, then to hang on! The only desire
is to be loved!
Afraid to be alone. An embrace! And you will endure
not to be loved.
Mellowed from loneliness, and the only wish at the end is
not to be scorned.
To experience illness, disasters and silvery Christmas Eve
without anyone, alone?
To realize the passing time, what is now, what is
still going to be, alone?!
Ah, no! Nothing matters at the end, nothing at all
- not even to be loved.
Oh, at the end, he only cries, wants to still love someone,
wants to still love someone.
To have someone who would let you: - think about you
One or two nights.
Translated by: Maria Bencsath
