Geister der Vergangenheit / Children of the revolution (Drama/Verzweiflung/Tod) Why
Why
We stood there,
we were standing tall,
aware that we may fall.
And now it’s truth,
Here we are with shattered shields,
With broken dreams
And broken wings.
But when everything seems to be ended,
When you seem to have lost all you had,
Can’t there be a voice to hear you are glad?
Why can’t this voice grow and become a choir
We are listing to with the smallest desire?
Why can’t this voice tell us how to begin?
Start to live and stop just to exist?
Is this wish really a sin?
The question whether we can bring her back to life,
Not to forget, but to leave behind
The biggest wounds of the smallest child,
The things which made her kind?
Why had she to bear so much we can’t deal with,
Is there no one who is able to heal this?
To melt her heart, her heart of ice,
To pull down the walls, the walls surrounding her soul,
It only needs a hero to rise,
Who knows it was cruel.
Why can’t you smile honestly?
Is there no ending of this misery?
Her smile was taken away by the moment they died,
Nobody knows how much she cried.
Why can’t you see the sun without to remember?
Why can’t you watch the moon without to cry?
Leave it behind, let us try.
Let’s try to smile again.
Start to live and stop to exist.
I will take the risk.
