Oh dear mother
Maybe I have gone too far
Maybe I have done some harm
But I never meant to hurt you
Father, you triced me up
You have kept me outta streets
I am getting back on my feet
Even failures are still haunting me
Right now they make me
It's the better me who's running forward
Somehow they envy me
And suddenly I gotta fight my way out
Sister, my only one
You have fought against that sore
You've never asked troubles more
Still sometimes they didn't seem to understand
Brother, bhe little one
You have always count on me
But I haven't always count on you
Please mother. Father. Sister. Brother
Right now they make me
It's the better me who's running forward
Somehow they envy me
And suddenly I gotta fight my way out
