| I can't breathe in you | 
| I can't look at you. | 
| I'm drowning in you in a second, | 
| I am hopelessly sick of you. | 
| They won't write about this love | 
| Pomaded ladies' novels. | 
| Just call me with your eyes | 
| And I will become drunk from this. | 
| Chorus: | 
| For you | 
| I ask the clouds | 
| For you | 
| I will fight the centuries | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you | 
| I will pray a hundred sins | 
| For you | 
| I will carry a hundred shackles | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| I will break half a hundred locks, | 
| But I will open the cherished doors. | 
| I believed in love with you, | 
| I don't trust anyone in this life. | 
| And now I don't care anymore | 
| Who was with us, yesterday, near: | 
| The equation of love is solved | 
| And no other answer is needed. | 
| Chorus: | 
| For you | 
| I ask the clouds | 
| For you | 
| I will fight the centuries | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you | 
| I will pray a hundred sins | 
| For you | 
| I will carry a hundred shackles | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you | 
| I ask the clouds | 
| For you | 
| I will fight the centuries | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you | 
| I will pray a hundred sins | 
| For you | 
| I will carry a hundred shackles | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you, for you, for you. | 
| For you, for you, for you... |