An Tagen wie diesen English translation
von Fettes Brot

Good morning - what's up?

Everything alright with you? What time is it?

Almost nine - okay.

I'm heading out to get breakfast
Turn on the Walkman, pull the front door shut
Walk down the street to the local shop
Because they have the best rolls far and wide
I can briefly read what the newspaper says at the counter
Something about a major attack
Countless bombs on a small town
Many people lost their lives
And flattened to the ground in just one night
I pay and leave the bakery
Still hear the newsreader
"Situation has once again deteriorated, today’s weather is fantastic"
Suddenly there’s a bang, shards everywhere
The neighbor’s cat got caught in a traffic accident
The sight can really ruin your mood
What the hell is this beast thinking, dying right in front of my eyes?


Absolute madness show
On TV and on the radio
The sun laughs so gleefully
On days like these
No one tells me why
At breakfast or dinner
The questions are so merciless
On days like these

A million threatened by starvation according to UNICEF estimates
While I'm chopping healthy fruit in the Moulinex
See a child with a fly sitting in its sad eyes
Know it's really cruel but damn, I feel nothing
What’s wrong with me, damn, how is this possible?
Maybe I’ve seen it too often, you almost see it daily
But why can’t even that shock me anymore
When people are dying from dirty water somewhere?
This dull feeling, this emptiness in my head
Something like this can never happen to us and what if it does?
And the questions tear me apart, I can’t stand this crap
They have nothing to eat and I have stones in my stomach!


Absolute madness show
On TV and on the radio
The sun laughs so gleefully
On days like these
No one tells me why
At breakfast or dinner
The questions are so merciless
On days like these

What did he just say on a normal Saturday?
On a bestial manner, a brutal attack happened
In which six people died, the injured scream names
These appalling acts won’t let me sleep anymore
And I still see the image on TV
A young man stands in the dust, pleading for his child and wife
Now I wonder what it’s like to lose your child
Even before it has its first birthday
But that exceeds my imagination
Maybe the attackers were full of hate for the enemy
Maybe there was love for family and they were even fathers themselves.
Sometimes when I watch the news, something strange happens to me
Because we are parents now, have brought a child into this world
Then it happens that I get scared that something might happen to us,
That you lose the one you love, that it really exists
In the middle of the night I wake up, drenched in sweat
Sneak to my daughter’s bed and hear her breathing softly

Absolute madness show
On TV and on the radio
The sun laughs so gleefully
On days like these
No one tells me why
At breakfast or dinner
The questions are so merciless
On days like these

What a madness show
On TV and on the radio
The sun laughs so gleefully
I can’t get rid of the images
At breakfast and at dinner
No one can tell me why.