Walzer für Niemand [English translation]

Nobody comes in and sits down

Foot on the table, hand beneath chin

Nobody eats my breakfast hungrily

Nobody is always too early

Nobody, I have presents for you

What would I have become if you did not exist

My collected works, there you are,

everything belongs to you

Nobody, nobody knows me like you do

By all means, I admit it all

No disappointment, not a single time

But nothing matters to you anyway

Nobody, do you see, I do not grow anymore

My hands are feet, nobody look here

Soon I will be nothing and what remains

is your humble self

Nobody, what, what do you want?

Always you are here

Nobody, what, what do you want

from me

from me

from me?

• Artist:Sophie Hunger
• Album:Monday's Ghost