Als ich fortging [English translation]

Once I left here,

the street was steep.

I come again,

I share her sorrow and grief,

now she sleeps.

Once I left here,

the hot asphalt burnt,

I come again,

talk her out of, in turn,

what she learnt.

And everything ends,

nothing stays at all.

I know you want to live through all,

weak and small.

Everything burns down

when all things decay,

and I know now

where you will be today.

Once I left here,

her arms were empty.

I come again,

for her, you see,

it will be

quite easy.

Once I left here,

a breeze blew

so weak,

yet I still stood.

Under her roof of agony,

I was weak.

And everything ends,

nothing stays at all.

I know you want to live through all,

weak and small.

And everything ends

when nobody knows,

Pain and sorrow too will fall,

weak and small.