Amys Weinhaus [English translation]

You are lonely and alone

I invite you to Amy's Cryhouse

Come to Amy! Drink with Amy

Sleep with Amy! Have fun with Amy

You are free to be anyone by Amy

Because you are free to cry by Amy

Amy's Cryhouse, down there at the street

There is Mladen, half German, half Croatian

He survived but is littered with scars

Speaks hardly any word, only actions matter to him

He is proud, proud of his gangster bride

Proud of his son, he exercises him to be a gangster

Teaches him everything: cars, women, guns

But his son likes dancing and Simon of grade eight

The boy becomes grown-up. Daddy has a hard time

When the guys stay the night and so he sends him to the Army

But he bunks, moves to Cologne into the hip part of town

And rents a flat in the Chrostopher Street

And Daddy cries even after eight bottles of laughing gas

Scorns his son, breaks ties completely

He took his comfort in Amy's Cryhouse

Hung by the rope but Amy has untied him

Come to Amy! Drink with Amy

Sleep with Amy! Have fun with Amy

You are free to be anyone by Amy

Because you are free to cry by Amy

Thomas, in the middle of his thirties, lives in a pigsty

He thinks a computer runs his houshold

The whole worls is twittering and chatting

But his hero has to kill the evil to save the worls

His girlfriend a a poster on the wall

His best friend is a pink elephant

Thomas is scared, loses his temper easily

Bowling in the Columbine and in Erfurt

He loses himself in endless wides

But his model railway leaps off the rails

He took his comfort in Amy's Cryhouse

Hung by the rope but Amy has untied him

Come to Amy! Drink with Amy

Sleep with Amy! Have fun with Amy

You are free to be anyone by Amy

Because you are free to cry by Amy

You are lonely and alone

I invite you to Amy's Cryhouse

• Artist:Marteria
• Album:Zum Glück in die Zukunft (2010)