After all the many years
he still lives alone.
Nothing will change with time.
With time it'll all still be
That he wakes when others sleep,
that he still reads in the dark room,
that he doesn't yet know a lot about the world
and despite that he already forgets.
Usually he is quite lonely,
but mostly he's happy about it
He was too small even as a young man,
that's precisely why it is so
that he laughs when others cry,
that he only falls in love with the wicked,
that he hasn't yet seen much of the world
and despite that he already forgives.
When the wild birds fly south
he gets up and looks whither.
All too soon they soar past.
All too soon time goes by.
Here today and gone tomorrow,
he's never in the same place for long,
but even if the birds fly south again,
to this day he still doesn't know where to.
Even after all the many years,
he still lies alone.
Even time hasn't changed much.
With time it will still be so
That he lies awake in the dark room
and still reads the same book,
He's already seen so much of the world
and despite that he never forgets.
It is still not easy to be just like you.
It is still not easy to be just like you.
It is still not easy to be just like you.
It is still not easy to be just like you.
When the wild birds fly south
he gets up and looks whither.
All too soon they soar past.
All too soon time goes by.
Here today and gone tomorrow,
he's never in the same place for long,
but even if the birds fly south again,
to this day he still doesn't know where to.
When the wild birds fly south
he gets up and looks whither.
All too soon they soar past.
All too soon time goes by.
Here today and gone tomorrow,
he's never in the same place for long,
but even if the birds fly south again,
to this day he still doesn't know where to.