Herz und Verstand [English translation]

Will you ever be

What you have always been deep inside of you?

Or is that illusion?

Because you believe to be

What everybody wants you to be

Do you find yourself?

The real you, not the illusion

Don't define yourself as an end in itself

You and me and your emotions

And whatever touches you

Is, what you really are

Listen to yourself

Thoughts are oceans, sometimes stormy, sometimes even

An ocean full of life, a bog turbid and dull

Thoughts are fields that flourish fruitfully

Thoughts are deserts, the wind forms them blindly

Every soul is marked

By the things that once were and the things that are now

The same me in another time

In another world

Would you be what you are now?

Do you find yourself?

The real you, not the illusion

Don't define yourself as an end in itself

You and me and your emotions

And whatever touches you

Is, what you really are

Listen to yourself

Thoughts are oceans, sometimes stormy, sometimes even

An ocean full of life, a bog turbid and dull

Thoughts are fields that flourish fruitfully

Thoughts are deserts, the wind forms them blindly

We are alive and being alive means more than just to be

To defy boredom with heart and mind

Thoughts are oceans, sometimes stormy, sometimes even

An ocean full of life, a bog turbid and dull

Thoughts are fields that flourish fruitfully

Thoughts are oceans, sometimes stormy, sometimes even

An ocean full of life, a bog turbid and dull

Thoughts are fields that flourish fruitfully

Thoughts are deserts, the wind forms them blindly