Till Lindemann
Till Lindemann - Ich hasse Kinder (English Translation)
[Verse 1]
I get on a plane
It's getting cold, I hear it screaming
I know my seat number
Panic rides great grief
I approach to the row of complaining
The clamor gets louder and louder
Here, the fear yields certainty
A baby sits right next to me

[Pre-Chorus]
Here, the question of all classes
"May and can one hate children?"

[Chorus]
I hate children
I hate children

[Verse 2]
The cry-baby now jumps back and forth
The mother browses a magazine
Speaks silently to thе child while she reads
And еats an apple meanwhile
The dear Lord wants to punish me
The nag doesn't want to sleep
Doesn't stop screaming at all
The father has long been sleeping like a log
[Pre-Chorus]
Here, the question of all classes
"Can and must one hate children?"

[Chorus]
I hate children
I hate children

[Post-Chorus]
No, I love them
Yes, I love them
The big and little ones
But they need to be mine

[Bridge]
But all of a sudden it becomes quiet
It laughs at me, I'm ecstatic
I reach out my hand to the baby
And it starts to scream again

[Chorus]
I hate children
I hate children

[Post-Chorus]
No, I love them
Yes, I love them
The big and little ones
But they have to be mine
[Outro]
I hate children
I hate children
Here comes the question of all classes
"Can and must one beat children?"
No, I love them
Yes, I love them
All children, the big and little ones
But they should be mine