| Mein
Herz brennt :: My Heart Burns |
Now, dear
children, pay attention
I am the voice from the pillow
I
have brought you something
I ripped it from my
chest
With this heart I have the power
To blackmail
the eyelids
I sing until the day awakes
A bright light
on the heavens
My heart burns
They come to you in
the night
Demons, ghosts, black fairies
They creep out
of the cellar shaft
And will look under your
bedding
Now, dear children, pay attention
I am the
voice from the pillow
I have brought you something
A
bright light on the heavens
My heart burns
They come
to you in the night
And steal your small hot tears
They
wait until the moon awakes
And put them in my cold
veins
Now, dear children, pay attention
I am the
voice from the pillow
I sing until the day awakes
A
bright light on the heavens
My heart
burns
My heart
burns
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| Links 234 :: Left 234 |
Can you
break hearts
Can hearts speak
Can you torture
hearts
Can you steal hearts
They want my heart on
the right spot
But I see below
It just beats
left
Can hearts sing
Can a heart burst
Can hearts
be pure
Can a heart be made of stone
They want my
heart on the right spot
But I see below
It just
beats left
Left two three four left
Can
you ask hearts
To carry a child under themselves
Can you
give it away
Can you think with your heart
They want
my heart on the right spot
But I see below
It just
beats in the left breast
The envious had known it was
bad
Left two three four left
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| Sonne :: Sun |
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
out
Everyone is waiting for the light
be afraid,
don't be afraid
the sun is shining out of my eyes
it
will not set tonight
and the world counts loudly to
ten
One
Here comes the
sun
Two
Here comes the sun
Three
It
is the brightest star of them all
Four
Here comes
the sun
The sun is shining out of my hands
it can
burn, it can blind you all
when it breaks out of the
fists
it lays down hotly on the face
it will not set
tonight
and the world counts loudly to
ten
One
Here comes the
sun
Two
Here comes the sun
Three
It
is the brightest star of them all
Four
Here comes
the sun
Five
Here comes the
sun
Six
Here comes the sun
Seven
It
is the brightest star of them all
Eight,
nine
Here comes the sun
The sun is shining out
of my hands
it can burn, it can blind you
when it breaks
out of the fists
it lays down hotly on your face
it lays
down painfully on your chest
balance is lost
it lets you
go hard to the floor
and the world counts loudly to
ten
One
Here comes the
sun
Two
Here comes the sun
Three
It
is the brightest star of them all
Four
And it
will never fall from the sky
Five
Here comes the
sun
Six
Here comes the sun
Seven
It
is the brightest star of them all
Eight,
nine
Here comes the sun
|
| Ich
will :: I want |
I
want
I want you to trust me
I want you to believe
me
I want to feel your eyes
I want to control every
heartbeat
I want to hear your voices
I want to
disturb the peace
I want you to see me well
I want you
to understand me
I want your fantasy
I want your
energy
I want to see your hands
I want to go down in
applause
Do you see me?
Do you understand me?
Do
you feel me?
Do you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can
you see me?
Can you feel me?
I don't understand
you
I want
We want you to trust us
We want
you to believe everything from us
We want to see your
hands
We want to go down in applause -
yeah
Can you hear me?
Can
you see me?
Can you feel me?
I don't understand
you
Can you hear us?
Can
you see us?
Can you feel us?
We don't understand
you
I want
|
| Feuer frei! :: Fire! |
Whoever
knows pain becomes criticized
From the fire that burned up
the skin
I throw a light in my face
My hot cry
Fire!
Bang
bang
Whoever knows pain is raised
From the fire that
burns in desire
A hard thrust (that gives off sparks) into
her womb
My hot cry
Fire!
Bang
bang
Fire!
Whoever knows pain is dangerous
From
the fire that burns the soul
Bang bang
The burned child
is dangerous
With fire that separates from the life
A
hot cry
Bang bang
Fire!
Your happiness
It is
not my happiness
It is my misery
Bang
bang
Fire!
|
| Mutter :: Mother |
The tears
of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white
hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
and
wish that I had a mother
to me it seems there is no
sun
There was no breast that cried milk
There is a tube
that sticks in my throat
I have no navel on my
stomach
Mother
I was not
allowed to lick any nipples
and there was no fold to hide
in
no one gave me a name
fathered in haste and without
sperm
I have sworn tonight
For the mother that never
gave birth to me
I will send her a sickness
and
afterwards let her sink in the river
Mother
An eel
live in her lungs
on my forehead, a birthmark
I remove
it with the kiss of a knife
even if it causes me to
die
Mother
An eel
live in her lungs
on my forehead, a birthmark
I remove
it with the kiss of a knife
even if it causes me to bleed
to death
Mother
Oh give me strength
|
| Spieluhr :: Music Box |
A small
human only pretends to die
It wanted to be completely
alone
The small heart stood still for hours
So it was
prepared for death
It is being buried in wet sand
With
a music box in its hand
The first snow covers the
grave
It woke the child very softly
In a cold winter
night
The small heart is awakened
As the frost flew
into the child
it wound up the music box
A melody in the
wind
And the child sings from the ground
Up and
down, rider
And
no angel climbs down
My heart does not beat
anymore
Only the rain cries on the grave
Up and
down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart does
not beat anymore
And the child sings from the
ground
The cold moon, in full magnificence
It hears
the cries in the night
And no angel climbs down
Only the
rain cries on the grave
Between hard oak boards
It
will play with the music box
A melody in the wind
And
the child sings from the ground
Up and down,
rider
And no angel climbs down
My heart does not
beat anymore
Only the rain cries on the grave
Up
and down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart
does not beat anymore
And the child sings from the
ground
Up and down, rider
My heart does not beat anymore
On Totensonntag they heard
This melody from god's field
Then they unearthed it
They saved the small heart in the child
Up and down, rider
A melody in the wind
My heart does not beat anymore
And the child sings on the ground
Up and down, rider
And no angel climbs down
My heart does not beat anymore
Only the rain cries on the grave
|
| Zwitter :: Hermaphrodite |
I have
stolen a kiss for her
She wanted to repeat herself to
it
I have not let her go again
We melted into one
piece
it is just too right for me
I am a beautiful
bisexual
Two souls under my chest
Two genders, one
lust
Hermaphrodite, hermaphrodite
Hermaphrodite,
hermaphrodite
I go differently through the day
I am
the most beautiful person of them all
I see marvelous
things
I did not notice them before
I can make myself
happy everyday
I can send myself roses
There is no
second and no third
One and one that is the
same
Hermaphrodite, hermaphrodite
I am so in
love
Hermaphrodite, hermaphrodite
I am so in love with
myself
One for me
One for you
Is there not
one
For me
One for me
One for you
One and
one
That's me
I am alone but not alone
I can be
together with myself
Early I kiss my reflection
And at
night I fall asleep with myself
When the other girls
searched
I could fertilize myself
I am also not
downhearted then
When one tells me "fuck
yourself"
Hermaphrodite, hermaphrodite
I am so in
love
Hermaphrodite, hermaphrodite
I am so in love with
myself
One for me
One for you
Is there not
one
For me
One for me
One for you
One and
one
That's me
|
| Rein
raus :: In out |
I am the
rider
You are the horse
I climb on
We ride off
You
moan
I say to you in front of
An elephant in the eye of
a needle
In, out
I am the rider
You are the
horse
I have the key
You have the lock
The door
opens
I enter
Life can be so splendorous
In,
out
Deeper, deeper
Say it! Say it loud!
Deeper,
deeper
I am well within your skin
And a thousand
elephants break out
The ride was short
I am
sorry
I climb off
I have no time
I must go now to the
other horses
They also want to be ridden
In,
out
In (deeper)
Out
(deeper)
|
| Adios :: Adios |
He lays
the needle in the vein
and he asks the music to come
inside
between his throat and fore arm
the melody
travels softly in the bones
Free
He has closed his eyes
a
battle rages in his blood
an army marches through his
bowel
the intestines become warm slowly
Free
Nothing is
for you
nothing was for you
nothing remains for
you
forever
He takes the needle from the vein
the
melody travels out of the skin
violins burn with
shrieking
harps cut their flesh
he has opened his
eyes
but he is not awake
Nothing is for
you
nothing was for you
nothing remains for
you
forever
|
| Nebel :: Fog |
They
stand with their arms tightly around each other
A mixture
of flesh, so rich in days
Where the sea touches the
land
She wants to tell him the truth
But the wind
eats her words
Where the sea ends
She holds his hand,
trembling
And kissed him on the forehead
She carries
the evening in her chest
And knows that she must
spend
She lays her heard in his lap
And asks for a last
kiss
And then he kissed her
Where the sea
ends
Her lips, delicate and pale
And his eyes tear
up
The last kiss
Was so long ago
The last kiss
He is no longer mistaken
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