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Für mich solls rote Rosen regnen
(Let it rain red roses for me) by Hildegard Knef


When I was 16, I said quietly I want, want to be big, want victory,

want to be glad, never die.

When I was 16, I said quietly I want, want everything, or nothing at all.

Let it rain red roses for me. I should encounter all miracles.

The world should remodel and keep its sorrrows for itself.

And later, I still said

I want to understand, see a lot, to experience, to treasure.

And later, I still said

I do not want to be alone and yet free.

Let it rain red roses for me.

I should encounter all miracles.

Luck should go gentle on me

and administer my fate lovingly.

And today I say quietly

I should submit myself, should be content.

I cannot submit myself. cannot be content.

I still want victory, want everything, or nothing at all.

Let it rain red roses for me.

I should encounter brand new miracles.

Should unfold myself newly far away from the old things.

Should keep most of what is expected.

I want.

I want.

I want..

I want…

I want………