Lisa [Sing Meinen Song - Das Schweizer Tauschkonzert]

Rain pours down on the small cottage in the forest
Wind rattles the windows
Three rooms, kitchen and a garden
With potatoes and carrots
In the morning Lisa awakens in a scent
Of yesterday's meal
Does anybody wonder, how does Lisa feel?

So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?
So alone

The steam of bread rises up from the small chimney
Lisa has pale thin skin, black hair
A brown, knee-length dress cover
Her tired and meek body
The worm fingers are black from the oven
And the palms await us by the garden
Does anybody wonder, how does Lisa feel? Yeah

So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?

Lisa cooks, cleans
Potters around
Sleeps and cries
Nobody knows she exists
Only the wind enter her house
Lisa's alone, must that be?
Or where does one belong in Lisa's world?
Oh, oh, yeah-eh, yeah

So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
Why is Lisa so alone?
I don't know
So why is Lisa so alone?
So alone