Sotiria - Meine Liebe ist Gift dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

The Earth is sad

The Earth is sad
We didn't pay attention to it so far
We don't even notice its quiet words
Let's finally hear its profound wish
How many bleeding wounds it has and there's no one to heal it
It's not too late
There is a way back!
 

Give it a blessing then, so that we'll protect everything we have
Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
If we ever step through the door of everything that's bad
May our hands put a padlock on it!
Give it a blessing then, so that it may protect us everywhere!
Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
And now it's asking you1to keep your eyes on it
May there be no more orphaned children!
 

The Earth is sad
It's a solitary supplicant throughout the years
Listen to what it's shouting!
May we always have a good night!
May a good life await you1and may you1have peace throughout every night!
It's not too late
There is a way back!
 

Give it a blessing then, so that we'll protect everything we have
Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
If we ever step through the door of everything that's bad
May our hands put a padlock on it!
Give it a blessing then, so that it may protect us everywhere!
Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
And now it's asking you1to keep your eyes on it
May there be no more orphaned children!
 

May there be no more sorrow!
May every road go straight already!
Like how our Earth wanted it a long time ago
May there be no more tears, when we take a thorough look at it!
Give it a blessing then!
 

May there be no more sorrow!
May every road go straight already!
Like how our Earth wanted it a long time ago
May there be no more tears, when we take a thorough look at it!
Give it a blessing then!
 

Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
If we ever step through the door of everything that's bad
May our hands put a padlock on it!
Give it a blessing then, so that it may protect us everywhere!
Give it a blessing then, so we may have something to celebrate!
And now it's asking you1to keep your eyes on it
May there be no more orphaned children!
 

• Second person singular.

Hebrew

I want to remember
In this darkness
That once the brown eyes of someone else
Were on the edge
Forty years in the desert
The broken tower of Babel
In the split Red Sea
In the extermination camp
 

I want to remember
That I with my eyes
That cry over everything
I ask to remember
That I have country to return to
And a path to take
To travel by on black night
 

And Hebrew is mine
It's so mine
Even when I'm speechless
I'm all letters
My grandfather sang and remembered in German
My grandmother cursed and blessed in Arabic
And both of them fled the same future
When my present is scary
I cry in Hebrew
Cry in Hebrew
 

I want to remember
That this is something big
That I have a mouth to hate with and bless everything
I give thanks before You
For weeping and abundance
For always having
A place to return to
You
 

I Don't Have Enough Room in My Heart

There's not enough room in my heart
For all the dead
There's not enough room
For all the scenes running in my head
There's not enough room in my body
For all the muscles
There's not enough room to die
In the songs
 

And above me tonight
The helicopters are screaming again
And below me tonight
The dead are whispering again
Perhaps I need to request
To insist
That God give me my people
The
Fire fire fire fire
 

When this entire war
Is in my living room
Three hundred thousand soldiers are running
Through my living room
Where are you my love
I can't see you in the masses
Three hundred thousand soldiers are running
Through my living room
 

Three hundred thousand soldiers are running
Through my words
I wanted to tell you that when I said I was
Okay my love
I miss you my love
Tell me how things are there my love
I know you get used to it
 

There's not enough room in my heart
For all the dead
There's not enough room in my head
For the scenes running in my head
How will I have air in my mouth
You wore your uniform
I don't have enough space
For the scenes in my head
 

I cover the children
They don't want to cry anymore
I sing them a small song
About wonderland
I'm okay my love
Really okay my love
All of Be'eri's child
Are going to sleep with me now
 

There's not enough room in my heart for all the dead
There's not enough room in my heart for all the dead
I'm okay my love
Really okay my love
All of Be'eri's child
Are now going
To sleep with me now
To sleep with me now
 

A Sentimental Man

I tend to have my heart wide open
I always desired to be a good father
And I treated everyone in Oz I know
As families
And I gladly served them
 

Once you know my intention, Elphaba
I know, that now's your big chance
To fly higher
 

We can grow
You a daughter, and I can be a father
What do you say?
I swear
I'll give you my heart