Gebranntes Kind [English translation]

The little creature on its belly

Love hits it in the face

It only wants to live from the warmth

Never moves away from its mother's side

The little creature on its knees

It's not ready for the world

It already has its own thoughts

but its mother provides it with safety

Soon the little creature is upright

It can already stand upon its feet

It sees the cold throat of its mother

And must now go its own way

The little creature in the cold wetness

No longer completely small and yet not big

It still has curiosity in its eyes

But it wants to go back into its mother's womb

No way back to Mother Earth

The right way remains unknown

Burned child in the womb of ashes

The cold robs it of its mind

Years later it becomes a man

who loves his mother deep inside

Released from his mother's body

He finds nothing that gives warmth

The little creature on all fours

smeared with fear from head to toe

It wants to back to its mothers belly

Because it will otherwise freeze without warmth

No way back to Mother Earth

The right way remains unknown

Burned child in the womb of ashes

The cold robs it of its mind