Sänger in Ketten

Every beginning can be resisted
Declare war on every child
And denounce crazy dreams as treason
But children become people
And today's utopia
Will be the reality of the day after tomorrow

Nothing paralyzes the power in the wing beats
When the swallows head south
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song

You can remove all the uncomfortable
Keep them on a short leash
There is no bridle for the spirit of freedom
Dreamers who shape the world
Can hold the power captive
But no power in the world can catch a dream

Even if the thought arouses fear
That violence happens to our dreams
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song

Entire nations can be enslaved
Oppress and disenfranchise
And block the desire for freedom from escape
Idealists are always
Daring like artists
Dare to walk the thin tightrope of your hope

The strongest chain is nothing compared to
She is as strong as her weakest link
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song

Prometheus can be caught
And let them be forged on rock
You can chase God to hell
And bang on crucifixes

The curse catches fire and leads to blessing
Like a fuse to dynamite
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song

You can find all the troublemakers
To criminals and exiles
And declare them outlaws and fit to be shot
You can paralyze angel wings
But who knows where we would end up
If the last angels had been shot down

As long as we move the world with singing
Let us decide what happens to us
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song
You can put the singer in chains
But never his song