Lyrics of The Urine Song - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows

The Urine Song (original)

Do you feel — most people do — depressed, when you go to the lou?
That’s just because it reminds you of the love you’ve lost.
Well, if you’re fed up being sad, come, try a new approach instead:
There’s a fountain made of gold, a gift straight from the underworld…
Once you’ve washed your face in piss, you’ll realise it’s sacred bliss.
You’ll never waste that precious gold… -
Open your hands… And make a bowl!
Es ist ein magisch' Elexier, und es heit «Urin»,
Tote Kinder kennen’s schon, es macht Dich wunderschn.
Spre ich also dann und wann, wie der Harn mich drngt,
Merk' ich, es ist an der Zeit, da ich mich selbst beschenk'…
Ich piss mich an, ich piss mich voll, denn mein Urin ist wundervoll.
Ich babe mich in meinem Glck, kleide in gold mich Stck fare Stck,
Bis ich wie die Sonne strahle, ganz ihr leuchtend Ebenbild,
Urin, der schnste Engel hier, verleiht mir Rock und Schild.
Dir doch mal etwas Zeit fare Dich, piss' in die Hnde und reib’s ins gesicht.
Der Zauber Deine liebe befreit, die trumend liegt in Deinem Unterleib…

(translation)

Do you feel — most people do — depressed, when you go to the lou?
That's just because it reminds you of the love you've lost.
Well, if you're fed up being sad, come try a new approach instead:
There's a fountain made of gold, a gift straight from the underworld…
Once you've washed your face in piss, you'll realize it's sacred bliss.
You'll never waste that precious gold... -
Open your hands... And make a bowl!
It's a magical elixir, and it's called "urine",
Dead children already know it, it makes you beautiful.
So now and then I feel how the urine presses me,
I notice, it's time that I gave myself a present...
I piss myself, I piss myself because my urine is wonderful.
I babe myself in my bliss, dress in gold piece fare piece,
Until I shine like the sun, all its shining image,
Urine, the most beautiful angel here, gives me coat and shield.
Give yourself some time, piss in your hands and rub it in your face.
The magic frees your love, which lies dreaming in your abdomen...