Blumentod [English translation]

How are my fingers so green

I've cut flowers

They wanted to bloom for me

And they had to die

How they bended towards my face

Like pious shy lids

I was lost in thought, I wasn't paying attention

And bent them down to me

I cut the beloved limbs

With careless courage

Then flowed their green blood

Down my fingers

They weren't crying, they weren't complaining

They died without a noise

They just appeared gloomy

Like when the sky turns grey

They could not avoid this from me

Otherwise they would have done it for sure

Where did I go to

In a gloomy hallucination

O foolish children's game

O innocent bloodshed

And it looks a lot like life

Let me close my eyes

For what is done is done

And who can stand for the future