Mayerling

There are pictures of the two
But you don’t have to describe them
And the names don’t matter anymore
Time turns every truth into a novel

Two who see no way out
Those who only love do not understand
And her happiness is far too delicate for this world
The story has been told a thousand times

(Mayerling, Mayerling, Mayerling)
Love stronger than death

In poems and songs
Love carries colorful wings
But on that winter day she went in gray
Whether she smiled is not known for sure

Much has been written since then
Some truth, many lies
They tried to explain what happened
People didn't understand it because it was too simple

(Mayerling, Mayerling, Mayerling)
Love stronger than death