Stück vom Himmel [English translation]

Why in his name?

We are all called somehow after all.

When will we take responsibility for our dramas?

He's being used far too often.

Everything's never-ending, never ending.

Which army is holy?

Your belief is no better than mine.

The Bible is not meant for seclusion,

The Earth is our duty!

She is friendly, friendly -

we are rather not.

A piece of heaven,

a place of God,

a chair in orbit,

we're all in the same boat.

Here's your house,

here's what counts.

Your roof is

the magnificent world itself.

Religions have to be treated with care,

they are made for morals.

There are no noble teachings,

no god was smarter than the other,

or has the advantage, the advantage.

Which ideal justifies the means?

Who will quench the fire?

Legions of crusaders

ran amok on the wrong tracks.

Everything's never-ending, why never ending?

Rough times.

A piece of heaven,

a place of God,

a chair in orbit,

we're all in the same boat.

Here's your home,

this is your goal.

You're one of a kind,

playing your own oracle.

People believe too much,

and tell too few tales.

Those tales,

they unite this world.

Distress, legends, destinies, life and death,

happy endings, desire and comfort.

A piece of heaven,

a place of God,

There are billions of colors,

and each one's a unique red.

This is your home,

this is our time.

We do lots of things right,

but we make our lives difficult.

This is my house,

this is my goal.

Someone not proving anything,

proves damn much, in a way.

There are no enemies, there are no victories.

No one can ruin anybody's mood,

no one deserves his life.

There's enough for everyone,

lots of easy money,

we have them in abundance,

and we share this world,

and we are responsible.

The Earth is friendly,

why aren't we?

She is friendly,

why aren't we?

• Artist:Herbert Grönemeyer
• Album:12 (2007)