Die Lösung [English translation]

I have this problem

It bothers me extremely

It suits me like an animal,

That I take on a walk

It makes me interesting

The people are curious

What's with the problem?

How will it go on?

I need my problem

To escape others,

I unfold it with delight

And talk myself out of it,

I describe it colorful

And everyone instantly yells

"What is the poor thing going through?"

Go away with your solution

It would be my problem's death

Now let me keep talking

It is my problem after all

and not your problem

I feel this pain

In my head and in my heart

Of which I complain silently

When I don't know any further

I wrap myself into my song

Like into a long dress

And everyone is watching

"Oh, gee, she suffers lots"

I wail my pain

So sad towards the sky

Ruin my face with tears

That's a fine trick

Before I get caught

As I lie

And betray someone