Hilf Mir

I was all alone at home
Both parents were out
Then suddenly I saw standing before me
A little box nice to look at
Oh, I said how beautiful and fine
This must be a splendid toy
I light a match
As mother often did

Whenever I'm lonely
It draws me to the fire
Why is the sun round
Why don't I get well

It reaches for me, I don't resist
Jumps at me with claws in my face
It clings, it hurts me a lot
I jump around the room
Oh woe, the flame catches the dress
The jacket burns, it shines far
The hand burns, the hair burns
I burn all over my body even

Whenever I'm lonely
It draws me to the fire
Why is the sun round
Why don't I get well

The fire loves me
Help me, help me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
Help me, help me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
Help me, help me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
Help me, help me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me

I am burnt with skin and hair
Burnt is everything completely
From the ashes all alone
I rise to the sunshine

The fire loves me
The fire loves me
The fire loves me
The fire loves me, yes

The fire loves me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
The fire doesn't love me
The fire loves me
The fire doesn't love me

Help me, help me
Help me, help me