Die Bahn kommt... [English translation]

The train comes...

Fortunately reserved. Open plan carriage. Window seat, number eight.

The guy has reluctantly made room.

Have stored my seven things [German expression for my stuff] above.

The woman with a mobile laughs too loud.

Rain lashes against the window, it goes on and on.

The conductor now says "Welcome on board",

who somehow can't speak properly

he is sorry, we're arriving late.

the bistro between the first and second classes

how I hate all this!

...and takes me further away from you.

What am I doing here?

The emergency brake whispers:

Pull me and go back to her

What are you doing here?

and I go further away from her...

Grassland outside. Are cows really so dumb?

In any case they stand around pretty stupidly.

Noise from the walkman on seat eleven. I think

another three or four years then the lad will be deaf.

"Someone else got on board"? - What kind of a joke?

Do I look lika, as if I live in Gütersloh

I see you crying, laughing and waving.

Is it mandatory to drink coffee on the train?

I have looked back for miles

and have diminished totally.

The conductor is in dispute with a passenger

His weekend ticket is not valid

That somehow makes sense on a monday

I look at the clock. My sense of time is gone.

With you days are passing like a flight (flying by)

Outside the another train goes by

in your direction, and I am gripped by envy,

Minutes stretch to eternity.

In a bad film by a bad director

but I know again where I belong

...I go as quickly as possible back to you.

What keeps me here?

Nothing matters - with the next train back to her!

I let everything stand and lie (/I abandon everything)

and go back to you.