Familienfest [English translation]

Family celebration in the countryside

The years are kept under wraps

The children of your sister are playing on the meadow

Blinding frontages, old time kick the bucket

Fresh lemonade, white tablecloth

Ey, was there something? Oh yes, maybe mind damage

You are hung up on the egomaniacs

Tell about the wardrobe in which you entrenched yourself for years

and about your fear of loss

and about the wounds which still visit you today

It's so broken, so broken

One cannot fix that

So broken, so broken

No tears are streaming

At the family celebration in the countryside

At the family celebration in the countryside

Your father was no father, rather Fata Morgana

pictures of your mother with business partners

Ambulances, blue lights, alcoholic poisoning

With the knife in the hand, the scream in your direction

Then later boarding school and your fear to fail

Your fear to commit yourself, to stay at one place

Your proclivity for esoterism and for piece of mind

Your hatred for everything that loves you

And after the fourth red wine, your sister starts to scream:

You are so broken, so broken

One cannot fix that

So broken, so broken

And the first tears are streaming

On the dirty tables

Welcome back

The old scenes are coming

After the wine, let's go home

From the family celebration in the countryside

From the family celebration in the countryside

And then we're home

There, our daughter is waiting

Good night kiss on the forehead

You feel already a bit better

Your childhood is a hole, we'll go in there again

But for now, get out there, because you're home.