Bledo [English translation]

Calmly turn around and look at the years past

Which whisper in a row: "It's faded, it's faded"

My memory has completely faded

I do not wish to know

Comb the hairstrand of fear from your face

Hide those tired, envious eyes

So that I do not see the despair

So that I do not see anything,

I do not wish to know

Leave a trace

You are in good hands

No one will

No one will call you again

From a far away town, at an inconvenient time

To hear your voice

And your words slide down empty windows

In an empty apartment the walls count

The walls know how to keep secrets

And hide lies

Leave a trace

Calmly turn around and look at the years past,

Which whisper in a row: "It's faded, it's faded"

My memory has completely faded

I do not wish to know

At the end of the road we are completely clean

Completely alone

Endlessely numb

For horribly cold is the blood that flows

And leaves a trace