2019.04.10.
My Bird
How many songs have I yet to write?Tell me, my bird, tell me
Tell me how long I shall still live somewhere
As a stone or a star, tell me
Oh, my sun, look down on me
I've clenched my fist
And if you spread sparks, give me a light
A light
Yesterday, I still found myself in a whole different world
Can't you see that all heroes have already fallen
Tell me
Can't you understand
That all of us are getting far too weak
From our sufferings
Tell me
Oh, my sun, look down on me
I've clenched my fist
And if you spread sparks, give me a light
A light
Please tell me where we can still find freedom
And whom will you face the morning with
Tell me
I think you're good if you belong to nobody but me
We're not allowed to die
But only if you don't keep buying
Tell me
Oh, my sun, look down on me
I've clenched my fist
And if you spread sparks, give me a light
A light
Oh, my sun, look down on me
I've clenched my fist
And if you spread sparks, give me a light
A light