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-Mr. Lauener...\N-He gets out tomorrow.

Nothing better than a good lawyer.

-Luc, go home.\N-Do you want a piece of pizza?

No, I'm not hungry.

-You're lucky that I am not resentful.\N-But I am.

That's unhealthy.

Is this how you thank me?\NNow I know again why I left.

Ex-cop. Very unpleasant.

Keep an eye on him.

Lauener should be afraid of me,\Nnot the other way around.

Hey, Toni!

Come here!

Toni, come here!

Toni! Come here!

Toni!

Come out of there! Toni!

Toni!

That's how I like it.\NFour o'clock and just leaving.

Oh, it's you.

THE UNDERTAKER

BLIND SPOT

Shot in the head.

He just ran away.\NHe got his head out of the collar.

-Did you see Semmelweis?\N-He has a problem with authority.

-Semmelweis?\N-No, the dog.

Without him,\Nhis master would be on the dump.

Oh, and he comes from the dump.

Mr. Semmelweis, I got no pleasure from it,\Nbut I had to inform your boss.

Yes, you had a choice,\NMrs. Chief Inspector.

Can you take over, please?

Conrad. Undertaker Conrad.

Giovanoli, cantonal police, Aargau.

Chief Inspector, unit life and limb.

Oops.

-I told her to turn a blind eye.\N-Did you have an argument?

Your performances at home\Ninfluence our working climate.

-Good morning.\N-Morning.

Will you be long?\NI'm in a hurry. I have a funeral service.

Mr. Conrad.

Morning, Sirs. Already on the road?

-Who is it? The dead guy? Who is it?\N-We don't know anything yet.

It must have been a professional.\NRight, Don Giovanni?

In few hours the corpse\Nwould have been turned into cement.

The murder must have known a lot\Nabout construction.

Who is responsible\Nfor the management of this construction?

Stoll. Margrithli's son.

Oh, it's not raining anymore.

Dörig, cantonal police.\NDo you have a moment?

I have to go to a funeral service.\NMy mother.

-That's why the unusual suit.\N-My condolences.

It's ok. Stoll.

-Bruno Stoll.\N-Do we know each other?

You looked familiar too.\NDo you go to Aarau FC matches?

Only if I have to.

-Where did you go to school?\N-In Baden.

Forget it. Is one of your workers missing?

No, thank god.

-We shut off everything correctly.\N-It wasn't an accident.

No.

No, it was an error in reasoning.\NA bad one.

Road metal doesn't get\Ninto the crushing plant.

-No, road metal gets into the gravel hall.\N-You have no idea.

The corpse would definitely have\Nblocked a conveyor belt.

It's not that easy.

External influence, right?

It is the male nurse from the Rosengarten.

As if they smelled it.

Do you know what I mean?

The nursing home is hard-core.\NI always go offline.

You should stay online, Fabio.

You are by far\Nour best customer segment.

Yes, I recognize him.\NDon't we have to report it?

Don't be too hasty.

A little time is always good.

Want some?

Forensic delight. My own creation.

80% but it goes done very smoothly.

You will go to the Rosengarten.

-Me? Alone?\N-Right now.

What about the self-determination\Nof this young man?

-Mr. Semmelweis...\N-You can give me away to your nice friend.

I will take care of this man.

No.

We will take care of your alcohol level.

Mr. Semmelweis.

Mr. Semmelweis.

Mr. Semmelweis.

Mr. Semmelweis.

-The teeth.\N-Can you hear me?

Yes, I can hear you. The teeth.

-You hear teeth?\N-The teeth of the dead from the tunnels.

The teeth were good. Really good.

Do you faint often? Vegetative syncope.

Thank you.\NIt often happens when I have a flashback.

Annoying, but harmless.

-You had a flashback?\N-Yes.

The teeth of this man triggered me.

A woman of middle age\Nand she had good teeth.

-You should go see a doctor.\N-I am a doctor.

Since when can illegal aliens\Nafford a dentist?

-Some people have good teeth by nature.\N-They weren't illegal aliens.

You mean the three corpses\Nin the tunnels of Meyer.

For which they almost killed me.\NNow I know why. They were Swiss.

I have already seen German\Nand French people at the dentist.

Don't you understand?\NThey were rich people.

-Thank you.\N-Since when do the rich sell organs?

You have to talk to the Chief Inspector.

-Why me?\N-Because she listens to you.

Hello.

I found the owner of the dog.

He is called Erich Günter Bülow\Nand worked in a retirement home.

Retirement center.\NYou don't say retirement home anymore.

You don't say diapers, but inlays.\NAnd a bib is called serviette.

-Really?\N-Yes.

-Lived in Aarau. No relatives.\N-Yes, the dog.

-I know him.\N-Really?

-Is that him?\N-I haven't seen the face.

You were just at the crime scene.

You saw how Semmelweis looked.

I know him. My mother lives\Nin the Rosengarten retirement center.

-Your mother?\N-Yes.

-Is that ok?\N-Sure, it is.

Is yours still at home?

Good for her.

-Are we going?\N-To the Rosengarten?

No, to forensics. Maybe it's not him.

We found synergies\Nbetween our two professions.

-By the way, this is...\N-Can you come out with me?

Damn it, that's him.

Forensic Scientist Conrad.

Better than Heart Surgeon Conrad.

Or Pilot Conrad.

What about Undertaker Conrad?

I didn't want the same nonsense\Nto happen...

That was not nonsense. Semmelweis has\Nto get that it doesn't work this way.

And you as well.

And if they were Swiss,\Nthose bodies in the Meyer tunnels?

Semmelweis had a flashback\Nand he is certain...

Luc. Do you know\Nhow many flashbacks I had last year?

And the result? Zero.

What awaits me in there?

No idea. I'm an undertaker.

-Where are you going?\N-I have other customers.

Shot in the head.\NFrom a distance of five meters.

Possible that he knew the perpetrator.

-Any signs of fighting?\N-Quick and without any pain.

-Enviable.\N-And the time of death?

Between 10:00 and 11:00 p.m.

Is that it?

Do you want to know the shoe size?

They found an old army pistol\Nin the hollow.

Probably the murder weapon.

The perpetrator expected\Neverything to be destroyed.

Bad luck.

Mr. Semmelweis.

If you have new facts for the case\Nin the tunnels, you should come to me.

You cannot send the boy alone\Nto the retirement home.

Why not? Everything seems to be ok.

Just about.

He wanted to sprinkle black rose petals.

-In the retirement home.\N-Thank god you are here, Erika.

Thanks. Tomorrow, the accountant comes\Nand nothing is ready.

Then Fabio has to help you.

-I don't want to go to prison.\N-Good work.

Thank you.

What was the male nurse called?\NThe one with the loud voice.

-Bülow.\N-Bülow, right.

Did I hear right? "Was called"?

You're not surprised?

Only that it took so long.

Please sit down.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mrs. Stoll's\Nfavorite song "Stägeli uf, Stägeli ab".

Mr. Vogel, Mr. Vogel,\Nyour hearing device whistles.

Life is a dream

But people hardly realize it

And when they realize it

The dream is over

Happiness breaks like glass

But everything is forgotten soon

Your heart breaks of all the pain

Climb up and climb down, hurrah

Climb up and climb down, hurrah

It's not always going down

Suddenly it's going up again

Wouldn't it be better if I looked\Nat Bülow's apartment?

They can do that on their own. Come.

I am biased.\NMy mother told me about Bülow.

He wasn't very popular.

Do you think your mother\Nwaited at half past ten at night for Bülow

at the construction site and shot him?

Come on now.

Climb up and climb down, hurrah

Climb up and climb down, hurrah

-Now I know where I know him from.\N-Who?

Stoll. He is the boss\Nat the construction site.

-Of that construction site?\N-Yes.

Bubu!

-Reto. Nice of you to come.\N-Hi, Mom.

Do you have a new girlfriend? She is cute.

She is my boss.

-Anna-Maria. Hello, Mrs. Dörig.\N-Pleased to meet you. I heard a lot.

We are sad,\Nbecause Margrithli Stoll left us.

Do you remember Margrithli?

You have a beautiful boss.

I have to condole Mr. Stoll.\NWill we have a coffee afterwards?

It is an official matter.\NWhere's Mr. Kaufmann?

-Official matter? Did something happen?\N-I will bring you to him.

-Thanks.\N-Bye.

-I guess it is about Bülow.\N-How do you know?

You can't fool me.

It is an obvious case.

Stoll is the construction supervisor.

-An open door may tempt a murder.\N-You mean, Stoll has...

Of course.

He has a guilty conscience.

Why?

Do you think\Nhe ever visited his poor mother?

At Christmas. Maybe on her birthday.

Never.

And why would he shoot the male nurse?

It's always the others.

Thanks, Mr. Studer.\NYou have been very helpful.

-We will find our way.\N-Thanks.

-Is your father still clear?\N-My father is dead.

I didn't know it. Mine as well.

-A long time ago?\N-88.

Mr. Dörig, come on in.

Mrs. Giovanoli,\NChief Inspector at the cantonal police.

Kaufmann, my pleasure.\NDid something happen?

It is about Mr. Bülow.\NWhen did you see last him?

Erich, yes.

Yesterday. He was working until 5:00 p.m.

I saw him at lunch time, but after.

-Why? What happened with him?\N-I heard he was not very popular.

We don't dramatize it.

There is a lot of gossip\Nin a retirement center.

It is not always easy\Nto satisfy our customers.

Nothing against our seniors.\NThis happens everywhere.

But what happened?

Mr. Bülow was murdered.

What?

Erich?

Thanks a lot, Mr. Conrad.\NVery moving. Really.

You have to thank this wonderful choir.

-And now you'll drive her...\N-To the crematorium.

Would you like to come?

Or we can see each other\Nat the funeral service at the cemetery.

Thanks a lot.

-Thanks. Thanks a lot.\N-You're welcome.

-Do you have a moment?\N-Yes.

But not here.

You drive to the crematorium.

-And the bookkeeping?\N-Take it with you.

I was on my way to my room.

Do you have any ideas?

Mrs. Dörig,\Nplease come to the cafeteria as well.

But afterwards we'll have a coffee, right?

That's what I meant with biased.

It smells odd in here.

Brussels sprouts.

Stop it!

Nice.

This is the... Ätna, right?

Francavilla de Sicilia.

I was born there.

And I want to go back.

What does it cost?

You really want to emigrate?

When I am dead.

I already have my plot.

What does it cost?

So, you mean cremation?

Burial and I am afraid of flying.

We need a mortal remains certificate\Nand a zinc coffin.

I would prefer a wooden one.

The zinc one is only for transportation.

Including the car to Sicily,\NI will have to calculate it first.

Is 10,000 Francs enough?

It will be.

But we have to write it down\Nat some point.

It is really nice in here.

And how is the nursing?

I don't need it.

Come in.

Don Giovanni,\Nto the cafeteria, please.

-Hello, Mr. Semmelweis.\N-Hello.

Where are the files\Nof the Lauener case?

-In there.\N-Thanks a lot.

It is about new forensic indications,

that I have to compare\Nwith our material.

Could you help me please?\NYou can be on the phone later.

Do you need it in writing?

Hello. Hello.

Hello. Could I have your attention,\Nplease? Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,\NI have to inform you that Mr. Bülow

who you all know, died yesterday.

Bravo. Bravo. Bravo.

Sit down again.

Mrs. Giovanoli\Nis from the cantonal police Aargau.

She would like to tell you something.

Hello.

Yesterday evening, between 10 and 11 p.m.,

Mr. Bülow was shot at the building\Nsite at the Zollrain.

Bang. Over and bang.

Bang. Bang. Bravo.

If you have any information,\Nplease contact Inspector Dörig.

-What? Please no.\N-You know where you can start.

Yes, thank you, Mrs. Giovanoli.

I will keep you informed\Non this terrible event.

Thanks for your attention. Thank you.

-Now it is time for a coffee.\N-I have to work.

-What is the lady called?\N-Sybille Müller, but she is crazy.

This is my son.

He is a policeman.

-I have relevant information.\N-Do you? Tell it to Dörig.

-I have to go.\N-Me too. To the cemetery. Can I come?

I'm sorry. Different direction.\NDifferent customers.

Mrs. Müller.

Mrs. Müller, may I ask you something?

-Are you new here?\N-No, I'm the policeman.

Is your room in the front or in the back?

Doesn't matter.\NWas Mr. Bülow your male nurse?

This stupid idiot.\NI will hit him when I see him.

Why do you want to hit Mr. Bülow?

He was mean.

-Poor Margrithli.\N-You mean Mrs. Stoll.

He hit and bit her.

Sybille, what are you saying?

-He wasn't that bad.\N-He chained her.

To the wheelchair\Nand put her in the cellar.

-This bad Swabian.\N-You always liked to play cards with him.

Mom, thanks a lot. See you later.

How do you talk with Therese?\NWho do you think you are?

-This is my son, Reto.\N-Who?

-Reto.\N-He has to go. Go.

I don't want any strange men\Nin my garden. Go, go.

Mrs. Müller, Mrs. Müller.

Calm down. He is not that bad.

I will go to Margrithli.

Now we need a coffee, right?

-Ok, but one with a shot.\N-Oh, yes.

You cannot interrupt me.\NI'm working here.

Only a little bit late.

-A male nurse was killed.\N-Are you working for the police again?

I will call you back.

What?

But...

Hung up.

An emergency. Come.

-Take the cab.\N-Yes, but...

-Hello.\N-Hello.

-Something from Bülow's apartment?\N-They are working on it.

You...

Mr. Semmelweis was here.

Yes, it could have been Swiss\Ntheoretically.

But why would a Swiss national\Nsell his organs?

First you go to the social welfare office.

Maybe he didn't give them away\Nvoluntarily.

To kidnap Swiss nationals and exploit them\Nis very risky.

It is much easier with illegal people.

But they weren't illegal people.\NThe teeth.

Do you remember?

I told you we are in trouble.

-I know that you are in there.\N-How can I help you?

-Can you give me the documents?\N-Why? You don't need them anymore.

Open the door. Please.

Or you call the armed task force, I guess.

Luc, do something!

Damn it, you are a coward!

You can officially\Nrequest an inspection of the files.

Excuse me. I will request\Nan inspection of files tomorrow.

If you need anything before that\Njust contact me.

Do you want a red wine as well?

I don't like it. Continue.

-I didn't expect you here.\N-Don't get excited.

-Sorry about earlier on.\N-No problem.

I don't care if Semmelweis\Neats his documents.

Exactly. What do you care\Nabout Semmelweis' digestion?

-You need some red wine.\N-I already drank half a bottle.

That bad?

Luc, it is no longer working.

What?

The two of us, it is over.

We fight all the time.

-Everybody fights.\N-But we fight all the time.

We have tried for a year now.

Like seniors who are just waiting\Nto see if it gets better.

It's about the retirement home.

Retirement center.

Did the thing with your mother\Ncome up again?

-What do you mean?\N-The one you never want to talk about.

-With me.\N-Not only with you.

Stay.

Sleep on it one more time.

No. I will do it on my own.

CALL MOBILE

MOM

Good morning.

Was it nice?

-I split up with Luc.\N-What?

-Damn it. Sorry, I didn't know...\N-It's ok.

Is this the murder weapon?

Yes, an old army revolver, 82.\N7.5 caliber.

Belonged to an active soldier\Nwho died in 1989.

Ernst Stoll.

The man who was buried yesterday?

And the father\Nof the construction supervisor.

-Then we have him.\N-He is already here.

Anna-Maria, I can do it.

You don't have to sit there\Nif you don't feel...

We just split up. Nobody is dead.

-Get me a coffee, please.\N-Ok.

It is possible.\NYes, my father had one like this.

It is your father's one.

I didn't know it still existed.

You cleaned up her room\Nwhen your mother died.

-Together with the young nurse.\N-Mrs. Mirakaj.

And you didn't find it?

Did you visit your mother\Nfrom time to time?

Yes, no. Not that often.

Where were you yesterday evening?

At a game. FC Entfelden.

Did your mother talk about Mr. Bülow?

Sure, she complained about him.\NShe always complained about everything.

About the chef, the male nurse, myself.

Everybody could have stolen it.\NThe rooms are unlocked.

The stuff was in the cupboard.

One moment, please.\NWe'll be right back.

Morning.

Headache pills are downstairs\Nin the kitchen.

Do you want me to get them?

You can still shake your head.\NA good sign.

Where do you want me to register it?

-You go.\N-I'm doing the accounting.

Morning, Mrs. Büssinger.

-Are you already open?\N-Sure. Morning, Mr. Kaufmann.

-Working, not watching.\N-It's all gone haywire in the Rosengarten.

Not surprising, if the main nurse\Nis no longer there.

That's why I'm here.

-Morning, Mr. Kaufmann.\N-Mr. Conrad.

I will take over. Please come with me.

Do you want a cremation or a burial?

I don't know.

I never talked to him about it.

I think a cremation.

Sad if somebody has no family at all.

It happens more and more.\NI see it in the Rosengarten.

I heard he wasn't very popular there.

A lot of people don't get on very well.

I guess you know that\Nfrom your everyday life.

That's why I always say:\Nlive and let live.

In this case, it didn't work so well.

And...

What happens with his estate?

I mean the apartment and everything.\NI have no key.

The police has it.

They will have a very close look at it.

I will let you know.

He has a guilty conscience.

Maybe the mother was very difficult.

-They found this in Bülow's apartment.\N-Thanks.

Wow!

Bonds.

From Kaufmann.

Director of the Retirement center.

Aren't you answering?

No, not now.

What?

Almost 100,000 Francs.

Oops.

It doesn't take long.

Afterwards you can help Erika\Nwith the accounting.

Mr. Luca is here.

This is not a nice sight. Come on.

But you are making him whole again,\Nright?

For public viewing.

There won't be one.

If I looked like this...

would you make me whole again?

I promise.

But I hope that you don't\Nlook like this one day.

Then we have everything now.

The music. Would you like to have music\Nat your funeral service?

Maybe Mozart?

They call you Don Giovanni.\NI guess you are an opera fan.

No opera. Mafia.\NDon Giovanni, Don Corleone. Understood?

I always crack jokes.

Sicily. Spaghetti eater.

"If you are an Italian,\Nyou have a skeleton in your cupboard."

And so on.

10,000 Francs. Is it enough?

You don't have to pay now.

It will happen soon.

Liver cancer.

I'm sorry.

-Do I have to sign something?\N-Yes.

Down there.

Where is this damn Don Giovanni?

Probably on a construction site.

Our Jass money.

Our Jass money. Gone.

Stolen, everything.

-This can't be.\N-Yes.

It happens.

People seeking asylum\Nshouldn't become nurses.

What else shall we do with them?

Here, your pills.\NYou forgot them at lunch.

I didn't mean it personally.

I didn't as well.

Take a look.

I'm almost a little proud\Non this posting record.

Yes, and here I registered\Nthe 1.5 million black money.

-You're not listening.\N-I am.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Do I have to get thumbscrews?

-We split up.\N-Who?

No.

When?

Yesterday.

Then there's still hope.

Yes, yes, yes.

You can believe me.

I was there.

Is that you?

Who are you?

Out!

He wants to stay with his old master.

-They are so loyal.\N-Then it is male.

-The dog can't stay here.\N-What?

-Now...\N-The poor man has no-one else.

-Come.\N-He has to say goodbye first.

Yes, alright now.

Down.

Yes, not that close.

Oh dear.

-I haven't seen this.\N-These are your debts.

Yes.

We went to the casino a few times.\NErich and myself.

A few times? 100,000 Francs.

Male nurses don't earn a lot.

Erich was good, especially with cards.

But not you.

He blackmailed you,\Nso you couldn't fire him.

-Why fire him?\N-You know exactly why.

Where were you\Non the night of the murder?

I... I was working.

-Until 10:00 p.m.\N-Are there any witnesses?

Mrs... Mrs. Mirakaj was on duty.

-Mrs. Mirakaj?\N-Yes.

It wasn't me.

I wouldn't kill somebody.\NI couldn't do it.

-Mom, really.\N-Reto, we need you.

We have a thief here.\NOur Jass money...

-I will be there later.\N-More than 4,000 Francs.

In a drawer. There are banks.

-What banks? Don't you read the papers?\N-I have to work now.

Bülow was very good at playing Jass.

So why did you talk badly about him?

You're in a bad mood all day\Nif you lose.

No more spying at doors.

Hey.

Oh, the victim's dog. Hey.

What about a retirement home dog?

Something to cuddle is always good,\Nbut we don't have one.

They could cuddle each other.

My parents are 50\Nand nothing for ten years.

You don't have to be\Nin a retirement home, for that.

Mad Margrith was cool. She grabbed the Don\Nas if she were 20.

Don Giovanni?

They were a cool couple.

-I'm missing Mrs. Stoll.\N-She died from a stroke.

Did she have one before?

A few years ago.

She was crazy that night.

She was hyper-active\Nas if she had taken something.

-Your people take a lot.\N-But not stuff like this. It was Don.

-Mrs. Mirakaj, come please.\N-Now I will get arrested.

See you later.

Come, come.

-Toni, hello.\N-Take this creature away.

Hello. Who is winning?

-Do you know how to play Jass?\N-But with money.

We have to replenish our money.

-You know that the police are here, right?\N-Police?

-Not again.\N-And if Giovanni comes?

We have enough chairs.\NWill you play with us?

What a shame.

With a Mafioso's cards? Dangerous.

Mafioso. Nonsense.

-He was a ladies man.\N-You are just jealous.

Because of Margrithli?

They found saucy lingerie on her.

He shagged her to death. God bless her.

Shut up. You are so stupid.\NWheelchair and lingerie?

I wouldn't be surprised\Nif he took our card money.

We wanted to go to Ascona.

No worries. I marked my bills.\NF for Franz.

If the money is found,\Nwe have the culprit right away.

Don Giovanni, there you are.

Rabies, go!

I just kept your chair warm.

Don and Toni don't like each other.

-This is new.\N-Yes, go.

Did Bülow torture the residents,\Nyes or no?

Yes, he would do things\Nfrom time to time.

How exactly?

He sedated them,\Ngave them one more pill.

Then they don't run away, don't hit you\Nand don't scream anymore.

Some like it and some fight back.

And Mrs. Stoll fought back?

They called her Mad Margrith\Nfor a reason.

She was extreme, but good.\NYou just had to stay calm.

-Did you know that?\N-Sure, I told you several times.

I didn't know anything.

Why didn't you tell their families?

I not going to send a colleague to prison.

Erich was a poor bastard.

I told him to find another job\Nif the seniors get on your nerves.

You have to like the job.\NOtherwise you go nuts.

You have to like the people\Nor you can't wash their behind every day.

And they have to like you.

-And Bülow didn't like anyone?\N-Only to play Jass with him.

Was Mr. Kaufmann here in the evening\Ntwo days ago?

I don't know. Ask him yourself.

-Mrs. Mirakaj, hello.\N-Sorry.

Please put on your jacket.\NWe will wait outside.

Not good, right?

Keep the dog quiet!

I have a question about Sicily.

You are not really with the mafia.

Only a joke.

Margrith Stoll believed it.\NShe found it exciting.

And you as well.

And suddenly, it was something serious.

She wanted you to kill Bülow.

For money.

And you needed money for the funeral.

She even stole the Jass money\Nto have enough.

And she gave you\Nher deceased husband's weapon.

And you were in a jam.

You had never killed anybody before,\Nright?

But because of all the excitement,\Nshe had a stroke.

Because of Bülow's pills.

I did everybody a favor.

Murder isn't a favor.

So why don't I have a guilty conscience?

Thank god you didn't have this idea\Nearlier in your life.

I will come again later.

-Is this necessary?\N-I won't discuss it.

-But...\N-Get in.

-Are you sure you have the right one?\N-Yes, don't we?

Good.

No, in the back.

Come.

Go in!

You have to give the dog orders.

Good evening.

Good evening, Mr. Conrad.

Very tasteful at your place, really.

Regarding the wreath,

I will take this one.

You said I can choose one.

Ok, thank you again.

Come on.

You can tell your mother\Nthat I know who stole the Jass money.

Among other things.

Yes.

You need to come here right away.

Don Giovanni?

Is this my pistol?

Oh dear.

Everything alright?

No, he has to get in.\NHe barks through the whole park.

-Already finished?\N-The customer gave short shrift.

Lauener is pretty nervous.

And I realized something.

It's not always as it seems to be.

But?

It appeared to be organ trafficking,\Nbut maybe it is about something else.

Then it would make sense\Nthat they were Swiss.

Quod erat demonstrandum.

He calmed down a bit.

And you?

Everything's fine.

Erich, I hope you will find peace here.

Good work.

I am a good Italian\Nand play well piano.

I go to the factory\Nand do every piece.

Oh, my beloved Margrith

I life opposite of you

I sing a little song for you

It is evening already\Nand I have to go

Fabio.

I lunge in the floods\Nand then I'm dead

Subtitle translation by Sonja Hofmann