Hilf Mir

I was all alone at home
Both of my parents were out
There before me I suddenly saw
a little box, nice to look at

Oh, I said, how pretty and nice
That must be a splendid toy
I strike a match
Like mother often did

Every time that I'm alone
I'm pulled to the fire
Why is the sun round
Why don't I get healthy

It reaches for me, I don't resist
Jumps with claws to my face
It bites hard, it pains me a lot
I jump around the room

Oh no, the flame touches my dress
My jacket burns, it glows far
My hand burns, my hair burns
In fact my whole body is burning

Every time that I'm alone
I'm pulled to the fire
Why is the sun round
Why don't I get healthy -
The fire loves me
Help me
The fire loves me not "“
The fire loves me

I have been totally burned
Everything is burned completely
From the ashes, all alone
I climb up to the sunshine
The fire loves me
The fire loves me not

Help me