Will you still love me?
Will you still be here?
Will you still feel free
When I’m no longer drunk?
Would you still love me?
Would you still be here?
Would you still feel free
When you’re no longer young?
Will the beauty still be here?
Will your beauty still be?
Hugging your bottle and me.
Not just the bottle, but me!
Don’t look at the lamp -
Everything’s weird.
Dream and nightmare,
Nightmare and dream.
Will you still love me
When I’m not drunk?
Will I still love you
When I’m no longer young?
Can I accuse you?
Are you inside my pain?
Will I still hate you
When I get drunk again?