San Francisco [English translation]

I don't hold a grudge and i never miss to be here

When mom dies, i'll finally leave to the city

I don't remember those, who rub me to sh*t now

if i close my eyes, i rise to the skies

They shout in their anger: " No, man doesn't behave like that!"

I guess beauty offends them, what can i do about it

And even though they mock my body here

They can never touch my soul

My clothes, that people laugh and make fun of

and feathermuff, that is so despised now

needs still more sparkles there

or i'll drown in the crowd so many colored

And not only familycars will get stuck in traffic

but buses, limousines side by side

Sometimes i can go to the mountains just to look at

the glowing landscape down there in evenings

i don't swallow pain, but champagne as a stream

i cover up in sequins from head to toes

I know everyone

and of course i'm known

spotlight always hits the star's steps

Mouths don't mock

not even one finger is rised

I'm not afraid anymore

that i wouldn't find anyone

and like a bird someday i'll rise to the highest

i never was a prisoner of my body