Flügel [English translation]

Deep inside the world's prison, we're trapped and don't suspect a thing

The walls, you can't see them, only feel them

They are so close

Don't you feel something torturing you,

Because something is always missing, but what?

Deep in the silent night, it rouses people from their sleep

And then keeps them awake

And if I could, I would fly away

With my wings made of concrete

And if it wasn't for gravity

Then I'd find you

Wherever you are right now,

Missing me in your own way

Deep inside the world's prison

I am rebelling and don't know what for

Familiar faces in the light

I love them all, but that doesn't change anything

And if I could, I would fly away

With my wings made of concrete

And if it wasn't for gravity

Then I'd find you

Wherever you are right now,

Missing me in your own way

Missing me

And never forgetting

Missing me so much

But no one can escape

They're only wings made of concrete

And if it wasn't for gravity

Then I'd find you

Wherever you are right now,

Missing me in your own way

And then I'd suddenly be standing there

You know, maybe everything would be clear

In a whole new light

I don't know

Wherever you are right now

And wherever you are right now

• Artist:Max Prosa
• Album:Die Phantasie wird siegen (2012)