Höhle [English translation]

I smoke from my window's bed

under dams the traffic

two fat warms,brasses and meat

they creep fuming up and down

I snap the stub in the traffic jam

and close the window again

the noise of the city drowned in a glas

remaining you and I

And you are my cave

my health after the battle

it feeds my soul

through the dark night

I open for us a bottle of wine

longing after the red sea

the beaujolais sets up slowly

And after both

you fabricate gold straw

i only have ears for you

there's the land with the sun down

remaining you and I

And I'm your cave

your health after the battle

i feed your soul

through the dark night

Sometimes we are without breath

exausted, turned off

like the world we fall down

Do you help us, how do we make love?

the colourful film od the days rolls itself

like the cat rests

the pictures turn pale slowly

remaining you and I

• Artist:Silly
• Album:Alles Rot