Spieluhr
Rammstein
Music Box
A little person dies only in appearance
wanted to be all alone
the little heart stood still for hours
so it was declared dead
it is buried in wet sand
with a music box in hand
The first snow covers the grave
gently waking up the child
on a cold winter night
the little heart awakens
When the frost flew into the child
it wound up the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the earth
Rock-a-bye rider
and no angel descends
my heart beats no more
only the rain weeps at the grave
rock-a-bye rider
a melody in the wind
my heart beats no more
and the child sings from the earth
The cold moon in full splendor
hears the cries in the night
and no angel descends
only the rain weeps at the grave
Between hard oak planks
it will play with the music box
a melody in the wind
and the child sings from the earth
Rock-a-bye rider
and no angel descends
my heart beats no more
only the rain weeps at the grave
rock-a-bye rider
a melody in the wind
my heart beats no more
and the child sings from the earth
Rock-a-bye rider
my heart beats no more
On Totensonntag they heard
this melody from God's field
so they dug it out
saved the little heart in the child
Rock-a-bye rider
a melody in the wind
my heart beats no more
and the child sings on the earth
rock-a-bye rider
and no angel descends
my heart beats no more
only the rain weeps at the grave
Rock-a-bye rider
a melody in the wind
my heart beats no more
and the child sings on the earth
