Borgen brinner [English translation]

Memories come to life again

Do you hear, my friend ?

Fire and the smell of smoke

Listen to me, my friend

With burning wings the one plummets

Who wanted to fly so high

And no consolation awaits him

Just ashes, burned to dead

See, how the castle is burning down

And see, how the people fall as well

Memories of my heart, longing in my chest

I'm listening to the voice of one that's dieing

A spark born of a flame

A smoldering wick escaped the firebrand

Thus lighting up grass and tinder

Burning my hand

A long row of people, all the way up to the pinnacle

More and more are falling down

And the the chain in the heart of the machine

Will never be whole again

See, how....

Longing of days past, cares of the future

Alone I stand, in a hopeless place

The flames keep going higher

The fire comes closer and closer

The firebrand's fingers slowly grope forward

Soon they will have reached me as well

See, how....