I write you lines out of gold
Write from my soul
I just wanted to show
What happens here
My ink is like the blood of my whole clan
That they pray for me is so good for me
That I carry a song for them on my lips
They write lines out of gold
I write from my soul
Was hier passiert
I write you lines out of blood
I hope you feel it
It’s a precious gift and it hides inside of you
Your teacher doesn’t know, your father doesn’t know
Your mother doesn’t know
Your lover doesn’t know
Some lie at you directly
Take care that you won’t break
Not even you know it now because you
Don’t think about it, about what you are
And I don’t know it either,
Lie to me too much about what I am
And that doesn’t make sense