I love this world
 And these people, the beautiful ones
 I love this world
 And your [bad word] sun 

 I love this world
 And the family of fragile dreams
 I love this world
 When the world goes to sleep 

 You're so pretty – planet dead
 You're so pretty – planet dead
 You're so pretty – planet dead
 You're so pretty – planet dead 

 I love this world
 Empty with its black holes
 I love this world
 And the ones without a soul 

 I love this world
 With a bullet for each one
 I love this world
 When tomorrow [bad word]