A Drecksau is a Drecksau

He tried to tell us something
In his own language
His beliefs he explained to us
No one believed him
For him, freedom was more
Than just what he liked
He could stay where he wanted
He belonged every day

Children, they need
To be happy and have beautiful hands
To always remain beautiful, because we don't know any different
Harsh words - harsh actions
Hope turns into deceit
That someday someone will come, who will tell the truth to you

Freedom for Palestine, no more murders in the holy land
Freedom for their heritage, for their minds
There are no pretty words for cruelty and murder
A Nazi remains a Nazi, no matter where they come from

The tears of that Kurdish woman are as wet as those of the one
Who builds bombs in our country, causing their children to die
Take care of your children - they're only young once
Take care of your elders - they age so quickly...

But a filthy pig remains a filthy pig
No matter where it comes from
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
A prosecutor and a president
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
Names don't matter: Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!
Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!

You like to talk as you pass by
And you like to talk all the time
You like to talk about love
And you like to talk about people
I like to talk about my freedom
Because I know there's none
I almost became like you
I just barely survived

What are pretty words worth
When there's no beauty left
Except in thoughts - of a love that loves you
Except in a language - the state is what hurts
Forgive them their stupidity,
They don't know what they're doing...

But a filthy pig remains a filthy pig
No matter where it comes from
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
A prosecutor and a president
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
Names don't matter: Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!
Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!

He tried to tell us something
In his own language
His beliefs he explained to us
No one believed him
For him, freedom was more
Than just what he liked
He could stay where he wanted
He belonged, he belonged, he belonged every day...

Yeah man, children need
To be happy and have beautiful hands
To always remain beautiful, because we don't know any different
Harsh words - harsh actions
Hope turns into deceit
That someday someone will come, who will tell the truth to you

But a filthy pig remains a filthy pig
No matter where it comes from
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
A prosecutor and a president
A filthy pig remains a filthy pig
Names don't matter: Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!
Yeah, Hitler, Bush, Blair - international!