"She is mine!"
He kept telling us
"You must be kidding, you must be kidding, friend!
Hey kid, be gone,
you’re so drunk, -
Just watch, you’ll get hurt, friend, you’ll get hurt in the end!"

And he shouted: "I don’t care now!
Get into the cab and let’s go for a ride I say!
Let the meter click, it doesn’t matter anyhow
At the end of the road one have to pay".

These guys I do
not pity, ever.
"Go away, don’t let me sin" again I repeat.
But he towards me,
and all about her...
"Don’t say a word, my friend, not a word!"

The blood mixed with wine hit me in the head -
And, while continue smiling the same way,
"It doesn’t matter" I softly said
At the end of the road one have to pay!"

To tears and requests
I don’t give a damn -
I feel like to fight, oh, how I feel!
And it doesn’t matter
if you want or not, my friend, -
Pay the bill, friend, pay the bill!..

Like in a silent movie, life flashes by like the train, -
I want to laugh, I feel okay, -
And the meter, click and click, it’s all the same
At the end of the road one have to pay...