You and I will go walking along the tramway tracks,
Sit on the pipes at the beginning of the ring road
Black smoke from a plant's chimney will be our warm wind
Yellow plate of the traffic light will be our guiding star
If we can, we won't be back in the cage until nightfall
We must be able to dig ourselves into the ground within two seconds
So that we are left lying there when grey cars start driving over us
Carrying off with them those who couldn't and wouldn't roll in dirt
If we make it in time, we'll continue on our way crawling on railroad ties
You will see the sky, I will see earth on your soles
If we return, we will need to burn our clothes in the furnace
Unless we are met by blue uniform caps at our doorstep
If we are, then don't tell them we've walked along the tramway tracks
That is the first sign of crime or schizophrenia
And the Iron Felix* will be smiling at us from his portrait
It will go on for a long time, it will be a just
Punishment for us for walking along the tramway tracks
A just punishment for walks along the tramway tracks
We will be killed, me and you, for walking along the tramway tracks