Doch, weil ich gern das tu, was man mir unterstellt, auch wenn es nicht stimmt, einfach weil ich den kranken Hirnen, die meinen, sie müssten mir irgendwas unterstellen, nicht immer ihre Traumwelt zerstören will.
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
Ja, wenn man ihn eindimensional betrachtet und dabei sämtliche historische Begebenheiten ausblendet und sich nur auf einzelne Sachen fixiert, die in dem Moment am besten passen.
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...