Weine Nicht [English translation]

[Hook]

Don't cry (Don't cry, Don't cry)

Since you wanted it, wanted it like that

That we go to the dogs (to the dogs, to the dogs)

And now the dead writes for you (ay!)

[Part 1]

Its cold glances that we stare into the clouds

Because the death waits for us around the corner

The king, unfortunately, has forgotten the crown

And turns right into a little villain

The world goes down right to the dogs

I will miss her but I won't regret it

Open the fizz, take one more selfie

Then instead of helping you go get wasted

It's okay because getting stoned long-termed slows you

Everything filthy like in a child's room

Full trash, because no one cleans it

Even the mother milk in the tiddies turns sour

The pressure rising, where are the dreams gone?

Because fare to few know what real friends are

That's why I am alone because I don't want to follow

Because papa wants one more gold

Even if I die young, don't grieve me

And do me one more favor and do not toast on me

Keep one eye on all the mistakes that I have done,

and do it better, better than me

[Hook]

Don't cry (Don't cry, Don't cry)

Since you wanted it, wanted it like that

That we go to the dogs (to the dogs, to the dogs)

And now the dead writes for you (ay!)

Don't cry (Don't cry, Don't cry)

Since you wanted it, wanted it like that

That we go to the dogs (to the dogs, to the dogs)

And now the dead writes for you (ay!)

[Part 2]

Those who hate hide behind a smile

Because friends and foes are easily mistaken

Nothing changes when you overturn the emperor

Because your own brothers backstab you

God already knows why I am on this earth

And that this way, which we go is dangerous

Take a gulp out of the glass full of hate and hope

that you can't take and eventually go vomiting

And stones, which they were throwing, have hitten my neck

And even the small pebble ones did really hurt

But also the big ones have not broken me

The Vultures lurk here all the time, waiting for carrion and bones

Promises get broken three times a day

And children hands also shoot live ammo

The life is dying and it does not get easier

So don't pretend that it is easy

In reality, they post pictures of a corpse

So spare your pity and all your words

Since I have seen all this shit on Instagram

And because of you having liked it

[Hook]

Don't cry (Don't cry, Don't cry)

Since you wanted it, wanted it like that

That we go to the dogs (to the dogs, to the dogs)

And now the dead writes for you (ay!)

Don't cry (Don't cry, Don't cry)

Since you wanted it, wanted it like that

That we go to the dogs (to the dogs, to the dogs)

And now the dead writes for you (ay!)