Kunze Heinz Rudolf
Yours is my whole heart
Displaced person
I am not from Bochum and not from Berlin,
not from Frankfurt and certainly not from Cologne.
I am I'm not from Hamburg (as many people believe),
and not from Munich and not from Moelln.
I was born in a barrack
in the Espelkamp refugee camp.
I was conceived at the Oder-Neisse border,
I never understood where I came from.
I am also a displaced person.
I don't want revenge, just happiness.
I am too a displaced person.
Permanent residence in Osnabrueck.
My mother was so loyal that it makes me dizzy.
My father was in the SS.
My name is Heinz like my uncle, who was in France fell,
and Rudolf like Rudolf Hess.
Everyone waters their roots, everyone speaks dialect.
Never had time to learn one.
I was always on the move, for no reason and without a bottom,
My business is survival and removal.
I am also a displaced person.
Silesia was never mine.
I am also a displaced person.
I am everywhere be buried.
I lived in Lengerich, in Hanover and Bad Grund.
Always the feeling that one is disturbing.
I am also a displaced person, someone who has nowhere to go.
Home is , where you can hear me.
Text: H.R.Kunze, music: H.R.Kunze/H.Luerig