Translation

There is a hole in the face
This is the mouth one speaks with
From the thoughts a word falls
The tongue provides word transport

I look for questions to each answer
Must say everything, now and forever
I can speak or sing them
The words compel

My tongue has no bone
And so I say what I want
Oh, my heart, it's broken
But it still beats, never stands still
My tongue

There is a hole in the face
Because without language there's no way
But it happens that one is mistaken
When heart and mind are so confused

I have to say it, can't contain myself
It's the wind beneath my wings
Is the storm beneath my wings
The words compel

My tongue has no bone
And so I say what I want
Oh, my heart, it's broken
But it still beats, never stands still
My tongue

The fine word has always been my enemy
So many words not meant like that
So much language, so mean
So many have cried so much

My tongue has no bone
And so I say what I want
Oh, my heart, it's broken
But it still beats, never stands still

My tongue is trapped
And it cannot free itself
Your teeth, white pliers
Can't sing, can't even scream

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For all the well-trained souls
Who like to torture themselves
I want to express myself
Sing a song dedicated to sports

Athletes really need to be honored
They have to do without a lot
Always get up early in the morning
Be asleep on their feet at night
Measure their muscles every day
Eat everything or nothing at all

Sport, sport frei
Sport, sport frei

Tears on the cinder track
A knocked out tooth in the ring
Tiles count in the swimming pool
You have to win to die
Walk around the earth several times
Drink liters of protein

And the years are running away from you
A new marathon every day
Lose and win
Fall and fly
Shadow and light
And you can see the tears

Sports - no
Sport frei
Sport, sport frei

Sport is a religion
Athletes have fitness, yes
Their lungs are expanded
Their hearts have broadened
They run faster than the fat ones
They can just fuck better

And the years are running away from you
A new marathon every day
Lose and win
Fall and fly
Shadow and light
And you can't see the tears

From Olympus to hard ground
Foreign hormones in the testicles
Heart too big as already mentioned
The joints are overstretched
The body soon reports protest
Doesn't let itself be tortured any longer
Broken dreams and renunciation
Little or no education

So much sweat and so many tears
Thin blood in thick veins
Looks like the work is not the reward
Nothing at all, you get nothing from it
The gold from the winner's podium
Cannot be poured into bars
Unfortunately the heart has not recovered
Not been an instrument for doing good

And the years are running away from you
A new marathon every day
Lose and win
Fall and fly
Shadow and light
And you can't see the tears

Sport, sport frei
Sport, sport frei

Sport frei (free sport) was the official sporting greeting in the GDR. Coaches would say We welcome you to sport… and the athletes would reply …frei. This expression is still used in the former East Germany.

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I look at you, I shudder
Because what I see is disgusting
Everything about you is disgusting
You totally got rid of yourself

I can't stand the sight of you
Your looks make me sick to my stomach
An old withered shell
Black spots there in abundance

When I stand in front of you
When I look at you
All pale and light
All limp and soft

Old flesh
Old flesh

The wrinkles have worsened
The genitals have atrophied
Hair grows everywhere
The shot is fired long before the bang

We must all perish
I cry on the mirror shards
No one who likes me anymore
Hope dies last, a little more every day

When I stand before you
When I look at you
All pale and light
All limp and soft

Old flesh
Old flesh
Old flesh
Is not beautiful
Beautiful to look at
Old flesh
Nobody can stand it
Should stay dressed

We must all perish
Death laughs from the mirror shards
Life has long since digested me
Human skin covered in shit

Flesh
Is not beautiful
Beautiful to look at
Old flesh
Nobody can stand it
Should stay dressed

Old flesh
I was so beautiful
What happened?
Old flesh
The sight is horrifying
Old flesh on old skin

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High in the clouds I see your face
You look down at me, your eyes without light
Without you I am not
It's always cold
Oh wait, wait for me
I'll be here soon

And the wind blows across the sea
Pushes the clouds ahead of it
And it whispers your name
Holds you up there
With rainy, wet arms

High in the clouds I see your face
They say broken hearts don't heal
But they also say that time heals old wounds
But I just stare, just stare into eternity

And the wind blows across the sea
Pushes the clouds ahead of it
And it whispers your name
Holds you up there
Firmly with strong arms

I don't want to be without you
I'm half I can't
I don't want to be without you
I am not

And the wind blows across the sea
Drives the clouds ahead of it
And it whispers my name
Holds me up here
Firmly with a thousand arms

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You torture animals and me too
Every word is a cut and a thrust
You like to rub yourself on other people's suffering
Anointed in treachery and spite

Your soul has, from all the hating
Left your body since a long time
You will not die and you will not let live
There will be no love and pity

Were you born without a heart
Or have you lost it?
Has it been broken?
Stung by another's hand

Disappeared just like that
I searched and found nothing
All days of sorrow and pain
You have no heart

Malice is your constant companion
The shadow remains but you just go on
Your brain a battlefield day and night
No prisoners are taken

What gets too close to you burns
You are what is simply called heartless
Your chest is cold and empty
There is no life, and will be no more

Were you born without a heart
Or have you lost it?
Has it been broken?
Stung by another's hand

Disappeared just like that
I searched and found nothing
All days of sorrow and pain
You have no heart

Everyone has a heart
I have a heart too
But you don't have one
So I'll give you mine

Were you born without a heart
Or have you lost it?
Has it been broken?
Stung by another's hand

Disappeared just like that
I searched and found nothing
All days of sorrow and pain
You have your heart

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Dancing is one of the joys of life
I must be able to do that, so I will
Find myself a dance teacher
And book a dance class with her

I've searched and I've found
We dance and laugh a lot
We practise for many hours
And love each other all night long

I've got my cock back inside
In my dance teacher
Because I love her so much
We sway back and forth in rhythm

Ran she pulls me
I kiss her face tenderly
She starts to moan softly
Oh this is beautiful
This is so beautiful

Dancing is my world now
And also the women like it very much
If you turn them and lead them splendidly
Then the chance of mating is great

Let the music resound
And shake your dancing leg to the beat
We sway, here and devotedly

I've got my cock back inside
In my dance teacher
Because I love her so much
We sway back and forth to the rhythm

Ran she pulls me
I kiss her face tenderly
She starts to moan softly
Oh this is beautiful
This is so beautiful

But during the tango she became prudish
And I, I was tired of dancing
You can't force what you don't want, no
So I just started to sing

I've got my cock back inside
In my singing teacher
Because I love her so much
We sway back and forth to the rhythm

Ran she pulls me
I kiss her face tenderly
She begins to moan softly
Oh, it's beautiful
So beautiful, so beautiful
Yes, it's beautiful, so beautiful

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I get on a plane
It's getting cold, I hear it screaming
I know my seat number
Panic rides great sorrow

I approach the wailing line
Louder and louder the screaming
Fear now gives way to certainty here
A toddler sits right next to me

Here the question of all classes
May and can one hate children

I hate children
I hate children

The screamer now gymnastics back and forth
The mother is leafing through a magazine
Talks silently to the child while she reads
And eats an apple

The good Lord wants to punish me
The pain in the ass won't sleep
Doesn't stop screaming at all
The father has been sleeping like a rock for a long time

Here is the question of all classes
Can and must one hate children

I hate children
I hate children

No, I love them
Yes, I love them
The big ones and the little ones
But they must be mine

But all of a sudden it's quiet
It smiles at me, I'm enraptured
I reach out my hand for the little one
It starts screaming again

I hate children
I hate children

No, I love them
Yes, I love them
The big ones and the little ones
But they have to be mine

I hate children
I hate children

Here comes the question of all questions
Can and must one beat children

No, I love them
Yes, I love them
All children, big and small
But they should be mine

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Because of me all angels must weep
And they cry without ceasing
All the big ones, but also the little ones
People and animals get wet

When the fat man goes swimming
The cellar is under water
The Red and Dead Seas
Sheets after sexual intercourse
Open legs, draft beer

Everything, everything is wet

When I kiss a whore
Piss in the wrong direction
A fully weighted blanket
Every cunt when I lick
On wrists bloodletting

Everything, everything is wet
Wet
Wet

When rain falls on the earth
Angels cry to the world
Oh, they cry without ceasing
People and animals get wet

When I sweat in the sauna
Every wrinkle, every crack
The asshole, also the abdomen
When I sit down to wash the dishes

Ships that sink (wet)
Children who drown (wet)
Vomit in the prosecco glass
When you spit at me with hate

When rain falls on the earth
Angels cry to the world
Oh, they cry without ceasing
People and animals get wet

Wet, wet
Wet, wet
Wet, wet

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Children, all children
Throw big stones
At the other children
Who are smaller

Scissors beat paper
Paper beats rock
They hit each other's heads
Scissors hit paper
Paper beats rock
Let the children be children

Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid of me
A child is just an animal
Don't be afraid
We play rock, paper, scissors

Children, all children
Torture everything less
Come on, get a taste
Put kittens in the sack

Scissors beat paper
Paper beats rock
All the animals in the sack
Tongue gone, scissors have bitten
And whoever loses must kiss

Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid of me
A child is just an animal
Don't be afraid
We play rock, paper, scissors

Everything for the children
Everything for the little ones
Everything for the children
Should never cry

Everything for the children
Everything for the little ones
Everything for the children
Must never cry

Everything for the children
Everything for the little ones
Everything for the children
Must never cry

Don't be afraid of me
A child is just an animal

Everything for the children
Everything for the little ones
Everything for the children
Should never cry

Everything for the children
Everything for the little ones
Everything for the children
Should never - don't be afraid

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My life is a wet curse
Skin and tissue always salty
Constantly wet hair and clothes
I sweat without ceasing

When sun is at its brightest
My body throws its floods

Sweat
Sweat
My sweat

I was born with it already
Ponds behind my pores
Animals that drown in it
Oh, every day I must stink

Oh my God, I perspire
Sweat even when I'm cold

Sweat
Sweat
My sweat

Whenever the sun shines
My skin secretly cries
Rainbow as proof
On the earth my sweat drips

I wear black, but not out of sadness
Women never stay forever
Always an outsider
And when I'm dead I'll keep on sweating

I'll be alone, yes, I know
And it's all my fault

Sweat
Sweat
My sweat

Whenever the sun shines
My skin cries hard
Rainbow to proof
On the earth my sweat drips

Oh, it's hard to believe
I even sweat from my eyes
I really must be ashamed of it
Then tell them they are tears

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Yes, that's good, yes, that's fine
It couldn't be fatter
Yes, that's good, yes, that's fine
One rubs the lotion well on oneself

I suck it up, I lick it off
I suckle hard all night
I suck it up, I lick It deep
Lick, lick, mouthwatering, lick, lick, mouthwatering

I suck it up, I lick it off
I suckle hard all night
I suck it up, I lick It deep
Lick, lick, mouthwatering, lick, lick, mouthwatering

A big heart in a wide chest
The soul beneath vast folds
Even as a child I knew
I need something to hold on to

Yes, that's good, yes, that's fine
It couldn't be better
Yes, that's good, fat as a pig (fat)
One rubs the butter well on oneself

I suck it up, I lick it off
I suckle hard all night
I suck it up, I lick It deep
Lick, lick, mouthwatering, lick, lick, mouthwatering

I suck it up, I lick it off
I suckle hard all night
I suck it up, I lick It deep
Lick, lick, mouthwatering, lick, lick, mouthwatering

A big heart in a wide chest
The soul beneath vast folds
Even as a child I knew
I need something to hold on to

Yes, that's good, yes, that's fine
The skin of the stomach glows in the sun

I suck it up, I lick it off
I suckle hard all night
Lick, lick, mouthwatering, lick, lick, mouthwatering

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I didn't believe that existed
I fell in love with myself, yes
I can stand there for hours
And look in my mirror

But I'm not really beautiful
There was a lot of fire in my face

Love at first sight
I think I'm hot, I'd fuck me
If I'm pregnant, just in that case
Then give me a second myself

If everyone was like me
There wouldn't be any bad people
Love at first sight
I gladly submit to fate

I think I'm great, I taste good
Framed belongs to my blood
If everyone was like me
Then the world would be in balance
I think I'm good

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Naughty, unabashed
Unknown and scot-free
Unteachable, naïve
Insatiable, unpunished

Immovable, so unspeakable
Insolent and unbearable
Useless, uncovered
Unaesthetic, unlicked

Somehow, sometime
Let's start all over again
Somehow and somewhere
Life laughs, the senses are happy

I'll show you my world
A place for lost souls
When man falls from the sky
He will count no stars

Uncontrolled and untouched
Indescribable, unseduced
Unnoticed, unknown
Insincere, unmanned

Unbearable, unheard of
Unbearable, undisturbed
Unsatisfied, unskilful
Unadorned and unfucked

Somehow, sometime
Let's start from the beginning
Somehow and somewhere
Life laughs, the senses are happy

I'll show you my world
A place for lost souls
When man falls from the sky
He will count no stars

No one knows what it's like
When the night is so endless
The only friend is loneliness
Darkness all the time

All the time

Somehow and sometime
A new life begins
Somehow and somewhere
Full of light and hope

I'll show you my world
A quiet place for quiet souls
When man falls from the sky
He will count no angels

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You can sell yourself
Any offer is good if you want power
And how easy it is
To open your mouth so wide to give your opinion
And if you're thinking of backing out
You've got a lot of fingerprints to wipe off

Oh!
Let me go, I'm not to blame for seeing you fall
Yes, I'm not to blame for seeing you fall
Yes, I'm not to blame for seeing you fall

You lose faith
Any hope is vain and I don't know what to believe
But forget me
No one's called you and you're back again

Oh!
Let me go, I'm not to blame for seeing you fall
Yes, I'm not to blame for seeing you…

Between two lands you are
And you're running out of air to breathe
Between two lands you are
And you're running out of air to breathe

Oh!
Let me go, I'm not to blame for seeing you fall
Yes, I'm not to blame for seeing you…

Between two lands you are
And you're running out of air to breathe
Between two lands you are
And you're running out of air to breathe

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