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I was just playing Indian
I loved my aunt in kindergarten
I loved it terribly
Then I did my rounds on the moped,
first kiss, first crisis,
how Time flies quickly!
And now I'm standing in front of the mirror, a quarter to eight
The party is going to be great, my birthday
All those who like me have thought of me
But what do I have to see?
Well what?
(Chorus:)
A gray hair
Another year goes by
All the best, thank you, sure
Still a reason to celebrate
I see a gray hair
I see myself still searching
My place in the world
Occasionally I ordered one glass too many
I saw many come
I saw many go
Saw many fall over, I mostly stayed standing
Many 1000 moments condensed into time
I wish there was more of it, even more
I have a better understanding of what makes me happy,
What I really don't have to worry about, so what?
(Chorus:)
A gray hair
Another year goes by
All the best, thank you, sure
Still a reason to celebrate
Especially with gray hair
We celebrate every new wrinkle that was necessary
Every one that fell out too soon Hair
We celebrate every good intention, a pretty custom
And every good approach, whether bald or belly
Even the most beautiful body is gnawed by the wisdom teeth of time
-In truth - youth is fleeting, age grows
And celebrating that is the best pastime!
A gray hair...