For some time now i cannot sleep, i turn around on my bed
until the vertigo lifts my dreams from deep down
My agony tonight as well is heavier that darkness
but still i am not waiting for dawn, it is not time for light yet
but still i am waiting for the stars and the moon to appear
so that we can talk and clarify things
so that we don’t leave this story with empty eyes
This country does not go to sleep with clear conscience
What kind of people drove us mad and the night fell
so wildly and suddenly
What kind of people have we become as well and the night fell without a fight, a reminiscence
We were captured by the ashes and who could save himself was saved
The ashes are used to us and accuse us now for the fire
we should, we should have listened to the denial
For some time now we’ve been living with the feeling
that we’ve been slipping in vain
with the frightened suspicion that when a wound governs
it goes deeper