Some walk with broken shoes Tell me, what is the reason? God the Father who dwells in Heaven Maybe wants it that way God the Father who dwells in Heaven Closes his eyes and sleeps sweetly Who cares about a pair of broken shoes When you are old and tired? Who cares about how the days pass They wander as they please Citizen in a hundred years Will you no longer exist? Someone else will have taken your place You won't know about it You will feel neither rain nor sun Down in your dark grave Who cares about how the nights go by? I don't care a bit As long as I can keep my face Hidden in my lover's hair I am a questionable figure Not worth much Death is waiting around the corner He takes me when he wants Some walk with broken shoes Until they can no longer walk The devil who dwells in hell Will have a good laugh then