You're supposed to shovel heavy coal from morning to night
You're supposed to function well, bite your lip
You're supposed to not think, success shall please you
You're supposed to please and only kiss great asses
It burns, it burns
Out of the cradle the kid screams
It burns, it burns
Where dark nights are light
You're supposed to concentrate, so the cash box is filling
You're supposed to keep silent humbly,
You're supposed to overlook the rule of three at once
You're supposed to bend down, stretch, everyone can fuck you
Sleep, little child, sleep now
You'll be happy over there
Silent now, close your eyes
Then your little heart finally can rest
The cradle is burning, the woods are burning
Have to warm myself, I'm so cold
Inflame a little light for me
Can't sleep when it's dark
It burns, it burns
Out of the cradle the kid screams
It burns, it burns
Where dark nights are light