Das Ist Es, Wo Die Blumen Sind

You ask me where the flowers are
The flowers red and blue
I know where they went
I know it very well

The strong have trampled them
The wise ones they tore apart
They have withered in our cities
Suffocated by progress

However, a child painted it
With his little hand
Now they bloom in ambush
On a house wall

This is where the flowers are
The flowers red and blue
This is where the flowers are
I know it very well

Envy has torn them apart
The cleverness she sells
She has worn out many a song
And wickedness tears them apart

But I know a man
You mostly laugh at him
He plants them with love
Just look closely

This is where the flowers are
The flowers red and blue
This is where the flowers are
I know it very well

The hasty one has lost them
The doubter missed it
They froze to death when they were hardworking
When the show-off fades

Only one person thought of something
And took care of them
He brought them to his wife
When he came home

(This is where the flowers are)
(The flowers red and blue)
(This is where the flowers are)
I know it very well

This is where the flowers are
The flowers red and blue
This is where the flowers are
I know it very well