Stadt English translation
von Cassandra Steen

It is so much, so much too much
Advertisement everywhere
Too much bread and too much play
Luck has no name

All streets are busy
Cold images in the heart
Nobody can read minds
The climate becomes milder


I build a city for you
Glass and gold become stone
And every road that leads out
Also leads back inside
I build a city for you - and for me

Nobody knows what they look like - or what their name is
Everyone is on the run here - the tears are made of ice

There has to be another way - it cant go on like this
Where do i find support, where do i find protection - the sky is made of lead here

I dont answer anymore - to the wrong questions
The time is wasted very quickley - and you have to chase luck