1983 [English translation]

Good morning 1983

Where are your children?

I came back to you

Only for a short time, not forever

1983, show me your fingers

And ask for your print

1983, where are your voices?

Where are your exceptions, your mongoloids?

Where are your poets, your doubts, your maggots?

What did it cost to live better and better?

Please sing to me a folk song

Please sing to me a folk song

Please sing to me a folk song

Even if it that doesn't exist anymore

I have oily hands and oil in my belly

Walls painted white, dust painted white

My eyes are made of glass and I see sharper every time

Gas streams out of my mouth and I get warmer every time

I scratch my blanket/ceiling for the weather, I want to be cold

I lie down in the cellar with the extinct animals

I lie down in the fridge, there's still some ice/ice crem there

Then I call your name

It's my Little bit of truth.

If then the rain comes anyway

And all your success was for nothing

And all your stuff flies away

Yes, then listen well x2

Then I'll sing to you a folk song

Then I'll sing to you a folk song

Then I'll sing to you a folk song

Because it`s everything I have

Come, please sing to me a folk song

Come please sing to me a folk song

Come please sing to me a folk song

Because it's everything I have

1983

Everything has to disappear

Everything has to die

It`s never too late to be born again

• Artist:Sophie Hunger
• Album:1983 (2010)