D G
Walking on the border, breathing the air of no man’s land
D G D G
Everything is allowed, no need to understand the meaning of life.
I wonder if one can buy the land to build one’s home in a place
Where no one is king and no one cares about your race,
D
There are no jobs here, no employees here,
G D
No alarm clocks here, no piffle here...
A
You can be yourself, don’t bite your tongue,
G
Yell your joy or sing this song,
A
No need to play your role and lie to your ma’
G D
That you’re actually pleased with what you are...
E G A
The edge of your world is going to crash and disappear
D G A
I long for you to come and lose your taste of fear on the way...