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There are those who believe,
that money is everything.
Proclaim with all pride,
that the world revolves around you.
The destination is all smiles,
and have everything in your hands.
They can never understand,
how are these words in a distant world.
For people and the friends
that have been forgotten by the lucky.
And that so rarely they can laugh,
Always before the "checkmate".
For the poor and the forgotten,
for which nobody has anything,
but that also never complain,
For all this, is that this is music!
This is the music!
There are friends who are still there,
when the fight is over.
Love for you, only as long as
you're someone special.
But there are those who remain,
and they accept you as is.
And what cannot be as they want,
would love very to power forget.
For people and the friends
that have been forgotten by the lucky.
And that so rarely they can laugh,
Always before the "checkmate".
For the poor and the forgotten,
for which nobody has anything,
but that also never complain.
For all this, is that this is music!
This is the music!
Only by simple modesty,
just go through the dark alleys,
weil wieder einmal, schwarze Wolken
rise against the sun.
All souls of good heart,
that only down are called.
Have found a bit of luck,
even if only with this song!
With this song!