F.-W. St. or if it was yesterday

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly,
I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, elections are coming soon.

Why don’t they want me for Bundeskanzler?
I don't know they wouldn't say.
Everything I did was right,
But now I long for every vote.

Yesterday, politics were such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Why don’t they want
the German army fighting in Afghanistan?
Why don’t the unemployed calm down?
Now I long for every vote.

Yesterday, the Kanzleramt was my home.
Now I only have the Department for Foreign Affairs to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.