I'd like to sing you, This new song. A song that speaks, A song from the good old days. The good old days, When the bombs hadn't fallen. Oh yes, baby, You're a bomb that hasn't exploded yet. Once again, The world will be burned. My heart will be charred, The end of the world will be real. One more bomb, Will be detonated to confirm, We have been waiting for this moment, Since the beginning of time. It's a good day, It's a bad ending. There's a beginning, Will there be an end to this story? We start again with new words, We end with beautiful words. Would we like a beautiful song, When will we stop listening to the song? I'd like to sing you, A new song. A song that speaks, Of a forgotten time. A time that wasn't destroyed, When the bombs hadn't fallen. Oh yes, baby, You're a bomb that hasn't exploded yet. Once again, The world will be burned. My heart will be charred, The end of the world will be real. One more bomb, Will be detonated to confirm, We have been waiting for this moment, Since the beginning of time.
