Stop! The rose in my heart has turned into worms And now i'm confused, standing at a dead end And i can't understand, where it came from, when it started His eyes fire gave place to these smouldering coals
Chorus: Days of war and nights of love Coldest scorn and hottest fever Crime against two tender psychos Better death then endless torture
Wait! I wanna be honest with myself And i would like to turn some pages back And it was so sweet, was so fair just like "wild at heart" And so dire like the cheapest nightmare
Chorus: Days of war and nights of love Coldest scorn and hottest fever Crime against two tender psychos Better death then endless torture