The sky full of violins and that all year
we want to stay together that was clear to both of us
until death divides you, the whole game started
There is one thing I want to tell you
You've stolen my toothpaste again
That's why I spoiled your coffee this morning
The cabbage rolls you make are disgusting
but the Königsberger Klopse I love
I went through the cupboard again the other day
my jeans were gone that I could not understand
When I asked you about it, you laughed at me
that does not fit anyway I've put them on the trash
You said I should go swimming
because the sight of my fat belly was not nice
I then secretly laughingly imagined:
your dress is similar to a circus tent
I'm looking forward to it when we're old
I'll hide your false teeth in an old locker
The anticipation that has then quickly settled
when I realized you sawed my crutch
The bright sunshine does not prevail throughout the year
The violins sometimes sound crooked, but I do not care
when i see your smile i know it's worth it
sharing life with you my honey cake horse
I love it when you steal my toothpaste
and from time to time hit me vigorously on the fingers
the Königsberger Klopse are even royal
but the cabbage rolls that you cook I hate
... and your love I need