Mach Dich Aus Dem Staub [English translation]

What is it good for to stand in the starting pit

If I don't know where the goal is?

What is it good for to stay in line

If the long distance race is not a game?

How am I supposed to take all those hurdles

In these way too big shoes?

Why do I feel smaller than my image in the mirror?

And what can I do about it?

What can I do about it?

When the way I go is only a circle?

What can I do about it?

When even the mush I'm encirceling isn't hot anymore?

If you're only in your own way and troubling yourself

Then get off the dust! Get off the dust!

If the winner takes it all and the game is knotted

Then get off the dust! Get off the dust!

The trigger is pulled and you know the bomb is ticking

Get off the dust! Get off the dust!

Doubts oversee, it seems desperate and complicated

Get off the dust! Get off the dust that chokes you!

You're on the floor, because gravity is more powerful

Than the one to turn the mull

And just like every child you're asking yourself

Where is the wind when it doesn't blow?

You mustn't work acres with ponies and you know that

So why don't you let them rest?

Why do you think the hours count against you?

And what can you do about it?

What can you don about it?

When you're already too tired to sleep?

What can you do about it?

When your home isn't your harbour anymore?

You're only in your own way and troubling yourself