Stand der Dinge [English translation]

Inner circle, my own world

In a bubble of soap, floating and quiet

My very own cosmos

Nothing can happen

We are the universe

One tear of breath, one dream, onew oath

Two hands in one

Two steps, one trace

State of being, one power

Flirring and rushing behind the glass

We're important, from you to here

Arrival and departure

And we're in the middle

Endless space, perspectives in gold

On a wave taken out of depths

Eternal summer, reaching twice as wide

Restless desire, chained yet free

Deep everything, euphoria

Tenderly melancholic

Criminal energy

State of being, one power

Flirring and rushing behind the glass

We're important, from you to here

Birth and death

And we're in the middle