Miserere

Miserere, miserere
Miserere, wretched me
But I toast to life!

But what a mystery, it's my life
What a mystery!
I am a sinner of the year
Eighty thousand
A liar!
But where am I and what do I do
How do I live?
I live in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!

Miserere, wretched me
But I toast to life!

I am the saint who betrayed you
When you were alone
And I live elsewhere and watch the world
From the sky
And I see the sea and the forests
I see myself
Living in the soul of the world
Lost in deep living!

Miserere, wretched me
But I toast to life!

If there is a dark enough night
To hide me, hide me
If there is a light, a hope
Magnificent sun shining within me
Give me the joy of living
That is not yet there!
Miserere, miserere
That joy of living
That perhaps
Is not yet there