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Searching for a job

Searching for a residence

Searching for a red-haired woman

Searching for some love in a foreign country

Searching for old clothes, cars and furniture

Searching, searching for everything,

Searching for myself on a dead-end street

Searching for my honor, which I lost in Germany

Searching for my smile, which I hung at the front door in my

Homeland

Searching for friendship without obstacles

Searching …

Searching for something big

Searching more, until I have found my desires

I am searching …

are you searching with me as well?

I am searching for you within me

Because you have lost yourself too

Let us search together …

until, with the sunrise, we have retrieved all our lost desires

Searching …

Let us search for blooming sunflowers in far-away lands

stretching in fraternity high towards the sun