Klosz [English translation]

I don't know at all

What all of you want of me

I don't know at all

Tell me, explain to me

How to live, how I should finally be

Is it at all worth it, worth it

I don't know the price

Maybe someone knows

This value, and will borrow me

Not much - just a dab

A dab, dab, ooo... ye...

And if it works out

I will return it, than again I won't...

I don't like to be dependant

Why are you hiding in this obscurity

The values, the values of this world

Perhaps someday I will find it and I'll break it up

Then I will dispense everything to those

Who don't know how to live

They don't know anything

They don't know anything, they know nothing

And I don't know anything, I don't know...