Wozu, wozu, wozu? [English translation]

Take my heart in your hands and tell me what you see

I pretend I understand that you keep flying

I look for reasons everywhere, I'd like to find none

What for, what for, what for?

Put your fear in my hands and I'll carry it away for you

And run with it to the end of the world to bury it there

And then we can keep flying, no longer have to bend

What for, what for, what for?

Take my head in your hands, I can barely hold it

I see no end anywhere, everything's the same now

Or does it start all over again, and if not what would happen then?

And what for, what for, what for?

What do, what do, what do we have to do with all the colorful life

And all the hours that one doesn't forget?

Why, why, why tear everything up

If I know for sure

That my heart's in good hands with you?

And I hear all the stories and I hope they're not true

You say there's nothing to tell, again and again, that was clear

I just keep singing songs, maybe you'll want me again then

What for, what for, what for?

Take my heart in your hands, you think I'm just kidding

As security you demand pledges, yet you have the heart

You look at me with so many questions like I could tell you:

What for, what for, what for?

What do, what do, what do we have to do with all the colorful life

And all the hours that one doesn't forget?

Why, why, why tear everything up

If I know for sure

That my heart's in good hands with you?

Take my heart in your hands

Let it grow and thrive

It's a book, has many volumes

Some whisper, some scream

And the head's a balloon

Filled with hot air and flies away

What for, what for, what for?

• Artist:Max Prosa
• Album:Heimkehr