Introduction
As I'm walking down a windswept alley
the autumn has a certain impact on my mind
Instead of enjoying the beautiful colours around me
I get depressed by the colourless way that I'm living my life

I'd love to be someone special
I'd love to create my own personality and style
but I've never really dared to do anything exceptional
I'm downright afraid that my friends will turn their back on me in case I try

I'm on my way to visit an old friend
who's dared to live his life exceptionally through almost his entire life
I've told him about my situation
and now I'm counting on his advice

Come on, man – isn't it rather obvious what I am going to say?