She likes music, but only when the music is loud
Original in German by Herbert Grönemeyer, 1983.
She sits on her windsill all day
Her legs dangling to the music
The noise from her room
drives all the neighbours mad
She is content
smiles merrily
She doesn't know
that snow
falls
without a sound
to the ground
Doesn't notice
the knocking
on the wall
She likes music
but only
when the music is loud
When it hits her stomach
with the sound
She likes music
but only
when the music is loud
When her feet feel
the shaking ground
She then forgets
that she is deaf
The man of her dreams
must play the bass
the tickling in her stomach
drives her crazy
Her mouth seems
to scream
with happiness
silently
her gaze removed
from this world
Her hands don't know
with whom to talk
No one's there
to speak to her
She likes music
but only
when the music is loud
When it hits her stomach
with the sound
She likes music
but only
when the music is loud
When her feet feel
the shaking ground
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