Unbekümmert [English translation]

Your baby steps started four summers there

In your pink little shoes, dancing teddy bear.

Here, there, ev’rywhere, your small braids boldly skip –

Your own one-note voice is quite high-pitch.

You need no argument;

You know but the moment.

No negativity. *

You shout, “Klipp!” and you’re free. **

I wish, that I had no more notions there –

My head were a “blank slate,” quite bare –

I’d think of nothing bad, to scare –

That would make me so happy once again

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

A word . . . from you to Santa Claus

And the people all pause just to give applause.

No one . . . can tell you something grim.

In sleep, you solve ev’ry problem.

To all, you are just “you,”

Listening politely, too.

Knows no hate; has no scheme

“Hey, get lost!” is but a game.

I wish, that I had no more notions there –

My head were a “blank slate,” quite bare.

I’d think of nothing bad, to scare –

That would make me so happy once again.

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

Like you, like you, like you

Only purest of thoughts find

a place to move in your sweet mind.

You laugh yourself off to sleep –

Spirit of placid seas

• Artist:Annett Louisan
• Album:Das optimale Leben