Ich frag mich seit einer Weile schon [English translation]

Your little head held back to look up to me in question

Your tiny, warm hand in mine, that's the way you walk by my side

That is, actually you have to run rather than walk

As for one of my steps you need three

And breathlessly you're telling me all occurrances

Thoughts and stories that are crossing your mind

You don't oversee anything on our way and show me tiny things

I haven't seen for ages

I've been asking myself for a while

Who's teaching whom here

Who's making class to whom about life

Up to this day I thought

That I was the one

Now I see more and more

It's not me

I've stopped worrying about my rent a long time ago

Nothing will ever stop you, no threats and no tip either

Today I miss something if I don't hear anything thundering, breaking or splintering

And a day without ruins seems boring and odd to me

In the evening I love sliding away on your mumbles

Taking in bruises and your laughter

I need your turmoil because irrevocably

In your chaos my untidyness doesn't show off

The door of your room flies open and you come shot in

Like a kind of flash and turbulences besides your way

It's like you've just opened up a door

Through which I can seen into a less troublesome world

I stand up from my work just after having begun

And while you hear me saying "Don't disturb me", I think:

I've never done my work so easily

And I've never done it so happily as since you disturb me