Wieder und wieder [English translation]

Come we'll burn the fucking bridges behind us

the only thing that bothers us should be mosquitos!

I'm a fucking loser, work on a drama,

the title is my 30s

written by Friedrich Kautz the new Nietsche

appeared out of the depth of his favorite couch

How I came from Cop killing to Bob Dylan?

I had to calm the damn chaos in my head.

An arrogant idiot, selfish and still

between mania, depression and dead zone

between megalomania and self doubt

between starred chefs, Yum-Yum-soups and corner pubs

The street has so many curves, I feel dizzy,

but I knew, someday I'll find you on it

My dear, come and hold me,

you have to see yourself through my eyes like in "Being John Malkovich"

Hook:

We want to fly, but we fall,

we have to try again and then try again

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again and then lose again.

We want to fly, but we fall,

until we lay again in bed, I want to get space and time right

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again.

What should the other lodgers think?

We're two outsourced psychiatry patients,

who think of quotes of the Beatles, fight like the Gallagher Brothers,

because our flight was the fast, we crashed right again, like the Challenger.

Fuck envy, when you push it,

then someday everything gets closed like a zipper

Many women want me, many men want you,

I'm surrounded by hyaenas, you're surrounded by jackals

I'm not Green Peace, sweetie, let us hunt the creatures

and then you make a roast and then we go to sleep

This is arrogance of the loved ones, who know, that everyone wants to steal their happiness

We live it, they're watching the movie

We have what we want, we have the secret formula

My heart is never drunk, even when my legs lurch

My Paracodin came to Berlin, you're my Budget-Queen

Hook:

We want to fly, but we fall,

we have to try again and then try again

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again and then lose again.

We want to fly, but we fall,

until we lay again in bed, I want to get space and time right

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again.

I've looked for you a long time, then I lost you

Curtains closed, Curtains open, then the play starts again

I like your pure sound, I like the small form

that you feel under the blanket, the curls behind your ears,

the eyes, that are so dark, the shadows on you collar bone

when you'll get old, let me be your crutch

I like your nails, even when you polish them bad

Please follow me through the hidden door, that we found

our little escape, you're my hope, you're my air

you're my true wonder, you're my addiction,

you're the metronome for the cadence in my chest

I see just two little lights burning in the darkness

my daughter and then you, I want to separate anymore

Okay, I pushed you away - I didn't lose you,

but a human without mistakes wasn't born yet.

Hook:

We want to fly, but we fall,

we have to try again and then try again

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again and then lose again.

We want to fly, but we fall,

until we lay again in bed, I want to get space and time right

I mean, what could happen?

Except that we lose again.

Now when nothings right since I sent you away from me

my journey is an horror trip, where there's just night and no waking up in the morning

Messages like hot type, here every word weights

Sweetie, come to me, yes we have differences,

but I can't stop fighting for you

I'm not a chat window, don't klick me away

I'm not an inbound call, don't klick me away

Come, we'll burn the fucking bridges behind us

the only thing that bothers us should be mosquitos!

• Artist:Prinz Pi