Since I am far from my parents, since I am on far journeys
I feel in my core like a orphan on the searh for a burning sense
Of the little eternity but this is revolting far away
So I just move on the asphalt of live towards FREEDOM
who welcomes you princely if you are well versed
and remain it, if you run ahead of your shadow
But this time I need time to rest, to relax
To sum up and boo the rest of the world
That's why I look for legs cramped like an epileptic
I stir daily and every day it gets fiercer
I am not weary of life I just need a rest before/of tomorrow
How can I make it silent when I'm wooed by city noisiness and music, by props
I need a temple
Not the hole where my stuff is I mean my home
Wanna have a rest need a break yeah
Tell me where baby tell me where is my home
Tell me where (hey hey)
When I come home
I come in the certainity
That the word long-lasting for my domicil remains a fake in the long run
That bothers me for days
I remain the man anyway
"Misplaced" my thread takes effect
I can hardly do something to fight it
In your opinion what I say is water under the bridge
The next place, the next town I'll see the next day
That's why I never stand it for long, only at the microphone
I know my hideaway stays like me in frot of the audience
There are many whose world outlook is so pronounced
That the current heart beats only petty
So that everything moves awkwardly, so that everything seems senseless small seems condescent
So one has got no sense of silence anymore, only for bluster
What I'm saying seems to be forbiddenly tough
But I'm just saying what I feel.
I have ants in my pants
All the time sitting is too much for me
Want to move, to bring something about
And that with supersonic
I want from town to town
Because my home is everywhere.