Neue Brücken [English translation]

I find on my globe so many places without bread,

and previously colourful pieces are pieces a stream of blood paints deadly red.

Greed, hate; envy and vindictiveness are the epidemics of this world,

the immune system relies on the real God, money.

Cleverness is down,

sense is going crazy,

the basest instincts are striking blows, wherever one looks.

All this seems far away,

yet it starts at your own door,

the next one, who feels the coldness, usually can't help it.

New bridges over rivers full of stupid arrogance,

new bridges over hills of deepest intolerance,

new bridges, new paths, approaching one another,

dealing very carefully, full of respect, with each other.

Brothers at the regulars' table, booze in the head, spirit in the glass,

In worry for their homeland thrives their xenophobia.

That the German are better humans, who doesn't know it, can learn it there,

And that things really weren't all that bad, with Adolf Hitler back in the Nazi years.

The sheik is very welcome,

If he gives dollars for tanks,

his fellow countryman fleeing torture is less popular.

The door is locked fast. Isn't that asylum fraud?

The few well-meaning chains of light* were by far not enough.

New bridges over rivers full of stupid arrogance,

new bridges over hills of deepest intolerance,

new bridges, new paths, approaching one another,

dealing very carefully, full of respect, with each other.

• Artist:Pur
• Album:Seiltänzertraum 1993