Wenn Millionäre schlafen geh'n [English translation]

When millionaires go to sleep

Then you sing songs for them

It's so easy to overlook

When paragraphs stand up

And doors only open outwards

You will never see them again

When speculators wanna dance

Then you do the steps for them

When old houses shall yield

And trees don't want to grow anymore

Instead of wheels only tires roll

You remain the silent third one

But here, where us others are

Blows a cold wind, a cold wind

Only because we are children

Naive and blind

Here, where us others are

Blows a cold wind, a cold wind

Only because we are children

Naive and blind

In the Greeneforest is wood auction

Concrete is up and coming

But only for him who doesn't live there

Protecting his breathe somewhere else

And for that he even gets rewarded

"For his advantage" (basically; ... it's a pun on an old saying)

But here, where us others are

Blows a cold wind, a cold wind

Only because we are children

Naive and blind

Here, where us others are

Blows a cold wind, a cold wind

Only because we are children

Naive and blind