Die Bahn kommt... [English translation]

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

The guy has reluctantly made room.

Have stored my seven things above.

The woman with a mobile laughs too loud.

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

The guard now says "Welcome on board",

he somehow can't speak properly

he feels bad about it, we're arriving late.

the bistro between the first and second classes

how I hate everything!

...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 the 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.

Any fares? -

I look as though I live in Bielefeld

I see you crying, laughing and waving.

Is it mandatory to drink coffee on the train?

I have looked back for miles

I'm exhausted

The guard 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 the days go by like the wind (?)

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.