In my dreams shines yellow light. Im rasping and Im turning. Wait wait let me be tonight! Its better in the morning! But the morning helps me not, It brings me even lower: Smoking on a empty gut And drinking to hangover. Hey, again and once again, And one more time, and over, and again, and once again Drinking to hangover.                                                                 "Not the church, not the pub, Nothing is sacred! No, brothers, everything is wrong Not the way it ought to be" Hey, again and once again, And one more time, and over, and again, and once again Drinking to hangover.
?. Translation, 2008