Melancholy's in my soul again
I'm standing on my head to fly to the clouds
Damn it, I'm falling down again
Oh dearest, it's my time
The metropolis torments and wears me out
I know it's hard to love a girl like
So it's easier to leave, of course
Whoever hasn't sprinkled bread with tears
Will never have an appetite
Every drop's a sea for my little boat
The good Lord gave me wings
So I fly to the little light like a moth
Eagle's tears will heal my sorrows
At how the pines reach for the sky
Though my height's unimpressive
Up there in the sky, I have a home
And appearances mislead you
And you trust my tiny frame
I carry the weight of my loss non-stop
And today I'll join the crows
Whoever hasn't sprinkled bread with tears
Will never have an appetite
Every drop's a sea for my little boat
The good Lord gave me wings
So I fly to the little light like a moth
Eagle's tears will heal my sorrows
Whoever hasn't sprinkled bread with tears
Will never have an appetite
Every drop's a sea for my little boat
The good Lord gave me wings
So I fly to the little light like a moth
Eagle's tears will heal my sorrows