Silber im Stein [English translation]

Memory, like silver in a stone,

I embrace it and lock it away.

A seed wept upon by the rain

becomes big and strong, and I want to be so.

And every morning begins

on the horizon as a bright light.

And every evening fades away,

flows into the dust of the past.

What I still felt yesterday as pain

becomes today like tears in sand

As a memory, far back on the edge,

As my silver was banished into the stone of life

And every morning begins

on the horizon as a bright light.

And every evening fades away,

flows into the dust of the past.

And every morning begins

on the horizon as a bright light.

And every evening fades away,

flows into the dust of the past.