Der Blinde Passagier [English translation]

A skull full of synapses

Blood pumps in your ears

You lie on twenty mattresses and don’t get any sleep

And how hard is a pillow

When you can’t sleep?

The pea is your conscience and you don’t affect it

Sounds in front of your window

Smoke climbs out of the night

And when you think you’re seeing ghosts

Then be sure the ghosts see you, too

No matter what compartment you’re traveling in

We’re all the same when the train derails

But you didn’t understand anything

No matter how softly you sit today

That’s nothing that benefits you in the end

When everything explodes

Because you don’t want to see what happens

You’re the stowaway

You hit swaths point-blank

And don’t stay put

You glide as if on tracks and can’t see the goal

Only meadows, forest and fields

What passes by

As if the earth was a record and only played the same song

No matter which compartment you’re traveling in …