but i toast life

Miserere, miserere,
miserere, miserable me,
but I toast life!

But what a mystery my life is,
what a mystery!
I am a sinner from the year
eighty thousand,
a liar!
But where am I and what am I doing,
how do I live?
I live in the soul of the world
lost in the depths of life!

Miserere, miserable me,
but I toast life!

I am the saint who betrayed you
when you were alone.
I live elsewhere and observe the world
from the sky
and I see the sea and the forests,
I see myself…
I live in the soul of the world
lost in the depths of life!

Miserere, miserable me,
but I toast life!

If there is a night dark enough
to hide me, hide me,
if there is a light, a hope,
magnificent sun that shines inside me,
give me the joy to live
that is not yet there.
Miserere, miserere,
that joy to live
that perhaps
is not yet there.