Weil es nicht nur unsere DNA ist, die uns zu Schwestern macht.

This is a song for a girl called ****, used to write her name on my arm.Time has made us strangers
and I don't know her anymore.
But I really hope she's made it
that someone took her home.
She was lost but wasn't missing
she would always walk alone.

She was always like a feather, in the air
I never knew if she was flying or falling
she was always like a feather, in my life.