Again I dig a grave for my joys
hang my sorrows
no feelings
no weaknesses
I'll watch for a while how
a fly dies a natural death
I can't wait
I want to crush it
CHORUS:
I wonder why every mornig in my head
the death knells ring, the death knells ring
I wonder what's wrong when I can't decide
to love or not to love
But still the heart of a man beats
the homeless one beats
even though the wretched one has bean beaten to unconsciousness
I wonder how I (could) not take
(voisin = I could) the medicine I push
myself, poison my head with it
CHORUS
The flower is beautiful it's dead
buried under the rocks
Under the bottom of the depths of hell