Mein Hund mag alle Katzen
Mein Magen nichts vom Tier
Mein Denken keine Klassen
Und du bist gern bei mir
Mein Licht liebt alle Sterne
Mein Mond die dunkle Nacht
Mein Rudel lebt die Ferne
Und hier wird viel gelacht
Mein Regen krümmt den Bogen
Mein Schmerz kennt jeden Scherz
Mein Leben auch die Sorgen
Und du kennst jetzt mein Herz
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