Sitting here with tired feet
Without any thinking,
The Müritz view, this awful heat
Provoke this wish of drinking.

All day I worked without rest,
No manicure at all,
It was a very tricky test,
I had to give it all.

Less worry comes as days go by,
You’re overcoming stress,
But in the end you want to die
Because of all that mess.

Not everyone can cope with this,
Some simply know how.
They are so tough and strong like trees,
They’re living here and now.

And I’m just thankful for this chance
To see my wish come true.
And now it does make some sense,
Just make it best you do.