The moon is in the dark
Above the roofs of the houses
And the city falls asleep
And the last bars close
And there somewhere in the distance
Two people stand in a square
In the shadow of an angel
Because they are chosen
The lovers
And they whisper their words
In the quiet streets
And they look to the sky
And they ask a thousand questions
But the answer is written
In the stars in their eyes
And they do not know what is true
But they dare to believe
The lovers
And they seek no explanation
Because they live from the wind
And they follow desire
Even though love is blind
And invisible in the dark,
a fear follows them closely
It is the fear that something will pass
While it has yet to begin
...
And they can't sleep anymore
So they roam the city
In the shadow of an angel
Until the end of the night
And they stand there in the rain
Without a coat on on a bridge
And it seems like a blessing
On them descends from the sky
The lovers.