Suddenly he stood behind the door
And asked if he may enter
In a shirt white as snow
And dance clothes

From clear heaven of your dreams
He falled here without scruple
And with a flower for pocket-money
He doesn't take notice I say - No!

You ask me if I know it
When I hobnob with you
That the world actually belongs to you
And more seventeen years

However you ask me about whatever you want
Why to say some lye
That you'd like to believe
And that wouldn't be fair
And that wouldn't be fair

However you ask me about whatever you want
Why to say some lye
That you'd like to believe
And that wouldn't be fair

Please, stop to ask
And hurry to the one you love
Take her even to the cinema
And sometimes bring her here

Have a good time as you have
And return to place you know
To the world of raspberries and games
Why to lye, it wouldn't be fair
Why to lie, it wouldn't be fair
Why to lie, it wouldn't be fair
Why to lie, it wouldn't be fair