Marie - Walc (amen, papa)

I beg already. Let the sun go to sleep
Let the orchestra begin to play
In my head and in my mind, there he was again.
Pale fingers somehow trembling
Lord God is this a mistake?
Will you inflict punishment on me?
For all these thoughts that make me ashamed
From them I can't hide
What play on the strings of this soul that I have
It was ordered by all to bury

For a little finger, for a little finger
Forever that you will promise.
And sweet on my lips you will spread my hunger
Me hair you will braid in wreaths.
At the threshold waiting like a believer for a miracle
What seems to be uncommon
A prayer unbroken listening to these words
Love me, love me steadfastly

I beg already. I'll close my eyes cuddle the dusk
To your breast elongate the step
How, how to confess aloud? Again he
Fingers thin all trembling
Lord God are you a mistake? Will you forgive my punishment?
Through all, these thoughts for which I am ashamed
This heart of mine weeps torn
And bleeds as I wait for the divine this sign
What stores half alive, half dead

For a little finger, for a little finger arc
Forever that you will promise
Where the body ends and the spirit begins,
You'll take me like a soldier for a captive
At the threshold waiting like a believer for a miracle
What seems to be uncommon
The unbroken prayer listening to these words
Love me, love me steadfastly