Besedila: Herbert Grönemeyer. Full Moon.

full moon, i'm drunk as a skunk
so mad about her, you can see the depths to which i've sunk
can't stand the days, at night i call her name
prowl around the neighbourhood, the hunter captured by the game
i've been trying to steal her heart for so long

she's stubborn but so am i
i want her more as each and every day goes by
be my ally, conquer her pride
we two together could besiege her heart from every side
be my friend, don't let her slip through my hands

cast your spell upon her, i'll stalk through her dreams
so i can find her there defenceless, surrendering her love to me
and if you do this for me - oh what delight
i'll turn into a werewolf then and howl to you throughout the night

full moon, shine down your light on me
full moon, make me her lunacy
you know she doesn't want me but you can turn the tide
i can't go on without her so quickly, make her mine
full moon, hear my lonely cry

you're so pale, i'm deathly white
if nothing happens soon i don't think i can last the night
from up in heaven you stare down on us serene
i'm in desperation, and i'm begging you to rescue me
do something now, tomorrow will be too late

my last hope's in your power,listen to my plea
and help me now to win her heart or it'll be the end of me
i'm drowning in the tears that all true lovers shed
don't leave me in this limbo, moon
don't leave me in this loneliness

full moon ...

come and make her want me the man of her dreams
so i can find her there defenceless surrendering her love to me
and if you do this for me - oh what delight
i'll turn into a werewolf then and howl to you throughout the night

full moon...