Mein Gruß An Die Verlorene Kindheit

I was still missing a few teeth
And I didn't know how old I was
And every loudly shed tear
Was almost as big as my face
I didn't have many words
And said to everyone
My favorite food was cake
With soap foam

This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood

And my favorite questions
They were still for God
Will he have to wear glasses soon
And do the angels also get compote
Has he really not forgotten me
And I wonder if he likes my cake
Or has he done something wrong
Because he always hides

This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood

And when I had colored pencils
Then I painted everything I saw
A sky full of pink cotton wool
And on Grandpa's bald head

My greatest wish on earth
That was a huge mountain of licorice
And I wanted to be a street sweeper
And run faster than Fritz

This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood

Today I know almost all the words
And I know how old I am
I rarely eat cake anymore
Maybe out of fear of some belly
There is no room in the head for faxes
No room for tears on the face
Yes, today I am finally grown up
And yet a little wretch

There there there there

This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood
This is my greeting to the lost childhood