Now go back to bed while it's still warm Not one thing you need that is not in this lair Lay down your arms - you're under my care
And see what time will do
Let's pull up a chair now Janosch is here For Ich mach dich gesund, sagte der Bär And when you're fast asleep I will play with your hair Through my tears I will breathe you're under my care
And when spring arrives we will have to see If you're sick of life or - maybe - me