Poor Germany
Can you see your children
How they queue up in front of the abyss
Diseased Germany
Can you understand their fear
When they go to sleep
Le Le Lu
Only the man in the moon watches
When the poor children are sleeping
Therefore, you sleep too
Le Le Lu
And the small heart freezes up
When the other children ask:
How much do you have?
Sandman, Sandman
Turn off the lights
The truth is cruel
Therefore, give me a dream
Sandman, Sandman
Come to my home
Pull the wool over my eyes
And never wake me up again
Poor Germany
Can you see your children
How they slowly go to the dogs
Rich Germany
When will your fun pass off
When will you understand?
Le Le Lu
Only the man in the moon watches
When the poor children are sleeping
Therefore, you sleep too
Le Le Lu
And the small heart freezes up
When the other children ask:
How much do you have?
Sandman, Sandman
Turn off the lights
The truth is cruel
Therefore, give me a dream
Sandman, Sandman
Come to my home
Pull the wool over my eyes
And never wake me up again
Dry bread makes cheeks red
The boy lives in great need
He already shouted his lungs sore
The hunger burns in the child's mouth
Dry bread makes cheeks red
But everyone sits in his own boat
I'm now showing you what wealth is
In the country that forgets his brood
Sandman, Sandman
Turn off the lights
The truth is cruel
Therefore, give me a dream
Sandman, Sandman
Come to my home
Pull the wool over my eyes
And never wake me up again