Blumentopf [English translation]

I ponder and ponder and ponder on this and that

the whole day - what could happen, I lose the thread

my edge is full of sorrows of all kinds

I wonder: Was the gas tap closed tight

or am I bonkers?

I have more wrinkles on my forehead

than the birch trunk at the window

but that one's way older than me

I really rack my brain

it breaks, breaks

like a flowerpot which falls from the balcony

it breaks, breaks

I really rack my brain

it breaks, breaks

like a flowerpot which falls from the balcony

it breaks, breaks

My head's not clear at all for the present

because I contemplate what was the day before yesterday, don't distract me!

I drag my problems in loops.

maybe flashes of inspiration will arise through the friction

A bit of light into the triste.

I have more wrinkles on my forehead

than the birch trunk at the window

but that one's way older than me

I really rack my brain

it breaks, breaks

like a flowerpot which falls from the balcony

it breaks, breaks

I really rack my brain

it breaks, breaks

like a flowerpot which falls from the balcony

it breaks, breaks

... because of the pondering on the pondering,

because of the pondering on the pondering,

because of the pondering on the pondering,

because of the pondering on the pondering,

because of the pondering on the pondering ...

• Artist:Balbina
• Album:Über das Grübeln