R.I.P. [English translation]

The silence in the house, the silence at the end

Hair in the pillow and hair in the drain

A future together, the life afterwards

the attrition warfare

The hope, the pride, the true face

the iron will and how it breaks

the stuggles, the faint, the stabbing pain

and the stumbling heart

The constant getting up, the constant falling down

and if the last sentence can't do anything

the contrary things:

Get out of the way, now it's my turn

The luck and the followers

and one calls from behind:

If this is the peace

you don't have to invent the war

The bad losers, the bad winners

the limit of the worse and still worse

a straw in supply

Cat fun, mouse dead

The towering waves, the castles on sand

the scissors in the head and the back to the wall

wet eyes turning read

they just want to live before they die

The constant getting up, the constant falling down

and if the last stroke can't do anything

the contrary things:

Get out of the way, now it's my turn

I didn't want to drown

I slowly began to sink

with my water wings made of lead

and everything light swam past

The luck and the followers

and one calls to behind:

If this is the peace

you don't have to invent the war

if this is the peace,

never let there be war