The way through the woods and roses
May be not that far from here
I've taken every day and laughing loud
My heart drops over for being happy
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
Singing birds and rubbish colors
Rotten houses and dying huntsmen
Singing birds and rubbish colors
Jumping girls in the ling
In the ling
Smell of freedom in the air
Love without the animal's flair
On the left and right of the way
I see praying kids with fat stomachs
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
Singing birds and rubbish colors
Rotten houses and dying huntsmen
Singing birds and rubbish colors
Jumping girls in the ling
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
May be I'm crazy
But I take that way every day
Writer(s): Ingo Schröder, Marcus Wichary, Martin Wichary, Oliver Perau
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