This is the gospel of suffering soul
In a world which is full of lies and dirt
Joy and happiness are just our dreams
In a world which is full of lies and dirt

Left behind stuff and forgotten vows
On wrinkled bed there are fresh spots
He'll lie to his wife but on Sunday
He'll lit up a candle and will get forgiveness
That night in high mood
He'll visit the hostel where is his Armida
Next morning returning back to his wife
Left behind stuff and forgotten vows

Let's just close our eyes
And make pretend that everything's fine
Under the mask of clear decency
There is a lot of duplicity

It's crowded tonight in a whorehouse
There are rich people who are hungry for shows
While Saladin's drinking whiskey in bar
His spouse is asleep at their home all alone
He'll lie to his wife but on Sunday
He'll lit up a candle and will get forgiveness
All of his sins will evaporate
Oathbreaker will become a Saint
Let's just close our eyes
And make pretend that everything's fine
Under the mask of clear decency
There is a lot of duplicity

Everything's started from shy confessions
And our sincerely fastened vow
Everything that we've promised each other
Is just a magic dance of the life