Come to my bed up in the sky, and we will fly

And we will cry, and we will try to simplify our lives

Our lives, our lives

Come dry your eyes, my butterfly

Come to my bed up in the sky

We shall try to justify our lives

Our lives, our lives

Come to my bed up in the sky, and we will try to multiply

Give me your thighs, my succubi

And then we’ll try

And try again, and try again

Until we get it right

We’re going to die, we’re going to die

Come to my bed up in the sky

And we will crucify the evil еye

I’ll sing a lullaby to glorify the darkenеd sky

And then we’ll die, and then we’ll die

We’re going to die, we’re going to die

Come to my bed up in the sky

And then we’ll fly, we’ll fly so high

Up to the Isle of Skye

Up to the river Wye

Up to the Palace of Versailles

Up to the Bali-Hai

And then we’ll die, and then we’ll die

We’re going to die, we’re going to die

I have no alibi, I can’t deny

This is goodbye, this is goodbye

Bye, bye

Bye, bye

We may be blind and deaf and dumb

But we will come