What happened to me?
I was still so young.
How could they do that to us?
Where were the sensible guardians?
I was only 7.
No one was there for me.
I was a sent-away child.
They told me now.
Why did they do this to us?
Everyone looked away with open eyes.
Damn.
I spent my whole life wondering where I got these strange habits from.
I was afraid of train journeys.
But not of the journey itself,
But of getting lost.
Fifty years ago, I must have gotten lost, because what kind of parents send you to something like that?
That home in St. Peter Ording was hell.
What did I do wrong that I had to come here?
Chorus)
I was a sent-away child.
They told me now.
Why did they do this to us?
Everyone looked the other way.
Damn it!
Haus Frisia changed me!
Today I ask myself who I would be without these terrible interventions in my personal development.
Without what I experienced, would I also constantly cry when I say goodbye because I'm going on vacation for two weeks?
Would I still be someone who constantly swallows everything I don't like?
Chorus)
I was a sent-away child.
They told me now.
Why did they do this to us?
Everyone looked the other way.
Damn it!
I couldn't defend myself back then.
And not today, because everything is statute-barred.
And the guilty parties are no longer within reach.
And no one will learn from this, because no one will feel the consequences!
Except us! We, the sent-away children!
Why did they do this to us?
Everyone looked away with their eyes wide open.
Damn