Alle Tage Ist Kein Sonntag
Lindemann
Not Every Day is Sunday
Not every day is a Sunday
Not every day brings wine
But you should be sweet to me
Every single time
And when I'm gone someday
I hope you'll think of me
Even at night, before you sleep
But don't you dare to weep
Even at night, before you sleep
But don't you dare to weep
And when it gets dark
With gray hair and a gray mind
Let it shine, let it shine
How happy I will find
And when I'm gone someday
I hope you'll think of me
Even at night, before you sleep
But don't you dare to weep
Even at night, before you sleep
But don't you dare to weep
