I woke up at dawn, headed to the toilet – it happened just like that
Found a girl lying in a daze, in the hallway
I noticed her dress was soaked with blood
or was it just red champagne?
"Sugar, I see you're somehow stuck here right along the way"

I reached under her, I really wasn't up to anything bad
I took her in my arms and laid her down on the couch
And she had a dream about if someone would be so kind
as to bring a little more blood
or a glass of red champagne

To me it really doesn't matter
But the colour, make it red
Like the bottom of the sky at dawn
Let all be red

So I pulled myself together
and schlepped to the nearest shop that was open,
Took a bottle of French champagne off the shelf
When I returned I saw the girl was dancing
in the middle of the room with a knife
I offered her the champagne and then she said

"To me it really doesn’t matter
But the colour, make it red
Like the bottom of the sky at dawn
It doesn’t really matter
Let it all be red"

The Sun and the Moon explodes
and the sky’s tearing apart
right above our heads
How many times do I have to tell you?
Hey, baby, that is quite enough!
Hawks with golden bills circle above us
This must be the end
To me it doesn’t really matter
But the colour, make it red
Like the bottom of the sky at dawn
It doesn't matter
Let it all be red