Do you know what its like to be a stranger in a country
Without any prospects cooped up in an asylum-home
Do you know what its like if you trust your wife
Then she cheats you and robs your kids by court
Do you know what its like to count money every day
To see the same wall every day
What its like to have no father
And to wait for your father after kindergarten
Do you know what its like to lose body hair
If you don't come out after doing chemotherapy
What its like to be raped
Victims wish that the rapists die
Do you know what its like if your mum is dying
Then she hugs you and her soul flies to the stars
What its like to have no siblings
And to carry a baby in your hands after a prematurity
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace
Do you know what its like to live with a prosthesis
And to live with a patch after civil war (ja Haram)
What its like to travel to Mecca one day
To alleviate one's sins in front of the only real Allah
Do you know what its like if almost everyone beats you
And when you go home then your father beats you
Do you know what its like to live with stones in the kidney
And you lie on stones while sleeping
And if you cannot protect yourself from the cold
And if you cannot protect your wife who you love from the bottom of your heart
What its like to be deported
And not to be understood because they discriminate you
Do you know what its like to be attacked
And to die with all the saved money in your flat
Do you know what its like if the only true love torments you
Because it doesn't understand your feelings
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace
Do you know what its like if your best friend is paralyzed
Because he got paraplegic after a hail of bullets (Shit)
What its like to sleep at the train station
Where the tramps displace their worries with a needle (harsh)
What its like not feeling this warmth
But to feel the iciness even in the sunny south
Do you know what its like, nobody is as honest as he pretends
I just know, that not everyone knows what its like
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace
This song is like a diary
Because only God decides which soul he is calling to him to heaven
The fate of human is like an empty book
Never hide your tears, you have to be strong if you search for peace