the translation.: It's the disease of the age, An epidemic that spreads, The party is over and we descend, The thoughts that freeze the mind.
Lowered eyes and gray faces, The ghosts of our past awaken; We open the latch on the gate Of the slum that we call home.
Are we the playthings of fate Remember those divine moments We'd laugh and party until dawn** And now we are all alone.
Dreams of happiness lost, The time we have done nothing (Dreams of innocence gone) We're left with a lifetime to cry, And now we are all alone.
the translation.: It's the disease of the age, An epidemic that spreads, The party is over and we descend, The thoughts that freeze the mind.
Lowered eyes and gray faces, The ghosts of our past awaken; We open the latch on the gate Of the slum that we call home.
Are we the playthings of fate Remember those divine moments We'd laugh and party until dawn** And now we are all alone.
Dreams of happiness lost, The time we have done nothing (Dreams of innocence gone) We're left with a lifetime to cry, And now we are all alone.