Statement Ak Songtext
von Minni the Moocher

A child is born
And people cry
"how sweet, how innocent
Just a miracle"
And a baby dies
That has been
For 50 years inside
The beggar no one talked to


What an irony
To whish those things
No one seems to be
Able to take care about

It seems to me
We don′t want to see
And i can't believe
We got used to miracles


"oh the flowers
In my garden
What a special place
No one shares"
All the blossoms
Along my way to
Work in morning
The litter brand new ways