| Oh, what a joyful feeling | |
| Celebrate it now; | |
| Make these happy moments last a day | |
| Or life! Toothless - picking one by one; | |
| Somparing - all the hair is gone | |
| My shoulders drapped in the windless heat; | |
| Yet I'm still here | |
| Still here | |
| Still here.... | |
| All the Sunday girls are dancing with the perfumed boys | |
| Why can't enjoy - my head is full of noise? | |
| Gravity terminates | |
| We will disperse into infinity | |
| All the fingers - trying to grasp some air | |
| All the minglers - searching for a laugh to share | |
| My eyes are bleached - | |
| Where's my lump of amber? | |
| Are you still here? | |
| Still here? | |
| Still here? | |
| All the Sunday girls are dancing with the perfumed boys | |
| Why can't enjoy - my head is full of noise? | |
| Gravity terminates | |
| We will disperse into infinity |