Watching over you as you sleep,
I'd wake up right next to you.
I would always ask you: "Baby,
are you really mine to keep?"
Your palm in my hands
I treated as a gift from God.
My love for you was so deep,
are you really mine to keep?
I'm content - and as they say, what's mine is yours,
Some write songs to climb the charts, some with a meaning1
[Others] invite you to Bali, or to the [United Arab] Emirates
I've got no chance here [to impress you] with a song!
I don't mind jumping from the pier
head-first into the salty ocean.
You say that you're better off alone than with just anyone,
For a while now I'd rather be with anyone else but you.
You'd think that banks loan out anything these days,
I would - without a doubt - borrow what we were short of
I'd run to their branch office, and at the counter [I'd say]:
Hello there - Hello - I would like a credit line of happiness.
I sang [in my song]: "When winter comes in February"
Such a romantic... oh, what a fool I've been!
Your hero is he who shows up in your front yard in a Porsche,
not he [who walks up] bringing flowers under your balcony.
Watching over you as you sleep,
I'd wake up right next to you.
I would always ask you: "Baby,
are you really mine to keep?"
Your palm in my hands
I treated as a gift from God.
My love for you was so deep,
are you really mine to keep?
And if you've truly been sent to meet me as God's will,
how am I supposed to treat you then, Your Majesty?
But no matter how much I've tried - it wouldn't add up [to love]2,
And since it didn't add up, we decided to split up.
I thought I'd be your strength, your sword and armor,
in the end I simply turned into your new target.
When you're ready to die for each other without thinking twice
- that's real love. If not, it's only a relationship.
Just leave me alone,
No need for words, that's it, I've had enough.
And after you're gone it's all quiet & peaceful
I'll sing to you: "Just forget about me".
No matter what - Money does not mean happiness.
Remember: the Sun is eternal, while lanterns burn out.
I'm a sun, and my life might be brief,
but these songs will last forever.
Watching over you as you sleep,
I'd wake up right next to you.
I would always ask you: "Baby,
are you really mine to keep?"
Your palm in my hands
I treated as a gift from God.
My love for you was so deep,
are you really mine to keep?
1. "some people write [songs] just to become a hit on the charts, while others rather write a song with a meaning". (I did not want to make it too long) 2. this is a play on words as far as math goes - literally the translation means "as much as I have tried, it would not add up for us, so since it did not add up, we decided to subtract". I tried to keep it in a similar narration and meaning