Made it cozy for ourselves,
Here in our square
Built a small nest
In three rooms: a kitchen, a bath
Between order and chaos,
The perfect balancing act.
Beautifully rounded
In the building loan contract
But with every new day
More sand falls into the gearbox 1
And we slowly come to a halt
Let's finally risk something
For you, for me
We've outbraked ourselves too often2
Before we've arrived
From the outside, everything is fresh and arranged in color
A few flowers in the window
Life beautifully decorated
And we can keep doing so
Until something finally happens
Or pack the bags now
And move away from here
Because with every new day
The works get more gummed up for us
And we slowly come to a halt
Let's finally risk something
For you, for me
We've outbraked ourselves too often
Before we've arrived
Many roads lead to Rome
Where do we start?
If we turn the corner now,
We won't drive it all into the wall
We won't drive it all into the wall
We have nothing at all to lose
Let's finally risk something
We have nothing at all to lose
Let's finally risk something
Let's finally risk something
For you, for me
We've outbraked ourselves too often
Before we've arrived
Many roads lead to Rome
Where do we start?
If we turn the corner now,
We won't drive it all into the wall
We won't drive it all into the wall
1. This is the literal translation; more figuratively, "The works get more gummed up"2. Also "thwarted," but braking fits with the larger driving metaphor in the lyrics