Dear girl you're watching the World out of "nobody loves me"-eyes Dear babe you're watching the sky out of "no one cares for me"-eyes The small wall with its bricks in your iris helps your soul to keep away from anger and pain So take my hammer and we start to taste the smell of sucess and fame Take my words as a bridge over the ditch that was built over all these years This little step can be more than a hinduistic rebirth Let's celebrate the end of the Dubya bitch Can't you see this small oily path Don't look down to the ground and step by step you will be back Welcome you to your first round Hey little Arabic girl You are my World When I'm next to you My dreams will come true Let's get stars and spit on all their psycho wars Americal will not get you Your opponents won't knock you out Cause I will be the one who will shout loud and stand behind you when you make the jump over in the so-called truth The small wall with its bricks in your iris helps your soul to keep away from anger and pain So take my hammer and we start to taste the smell of sucess and fame