I am writing to You because I am concerned by a lot of things
Not just empty roads home
And the constant thinking, what's more
I am concerned by the five morning wake-ups in a week
And that's still not all
I am concerned by people not understanding me
And that they keep
To their tracks and around
Like nothing's going on and around like nothing's going on
They just walk around
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up badly
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up at the rock bottom
I am writing this to You
You perhaps feel what's the matter here
Why on a lookout tower
I stand at my wit's end
With life at the starting line
Around me the bewildered faces
I am writing to You, because I miss your strength
And your pastel eyes
I am a little afraid that the world turns quickly
And if I do not jump
And break my bones
As if I weren't here
Débile
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up badly
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up at the rock bottom
I am writing to you that a thousand things frighten me
As like the feeling like a hedgehog in a cage
As like excuse the expression
I was hammered
But let's stay friends
After all, nothing's changed
I am a floor rag
I am a steam above the pot
I only have a vain effort
And one big dream
But there's nothing ground-breaking in me
not hidden in me
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up badly
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up at the rock bottom
It is the first of May
And so much love in the park
It smells with summer
And sun
And a lot of beautiful moments
I'm running from you on the tram
For an envelope a stamp
A mailbox and black tea
So that I can think better
So that I know what to write
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up at the rock bottom
Two boats on the water,
Two fish underneath
On their way after the vision
Perhaps the good ones do not die
I just have one wish
To never end up badly