Der Turm stürzt ein [English translation]

On the fields of asphalt herds of golden calves are grazing

day and night.

Above them skyscrapers

where the computers eat noisily.

Oh, where is there still room for me

or a roof for you?

Do you hear it whisper in the country?

Dracula is looking for a coffin

Helmut buys coke in the park.

Do you see the writing on the wall?

The tower is collapsing

The tower is collapsing

Hallelujah, the tower is collapsing.

The pepsodent of the USA

is a cool loser of his power

Shiny, but already corroded by rust

he flies through the Wild West.

Oh, where is there still room for me

or a roof for you?

Do you hear it whisper in the country?

Old Shatterhand and Nietsche dead,

God steals his bread in the Kaufhof.

Do you see the writing on the wall?

Refrain

Soots in concrete and steel,

tired all material.

Do you hear the whispers in the country?

Jesus comes even though there's a decline in the birth rate

The flute kicked with a fist.

The post office officials are wearing black

a ton of oil costs a thousand Mark.

Do you see the writing on the wall?