Album:
Testament der Angst
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Tedesco
Traduzione
Inglese
Der Wind
The Wind
A wind blows around the house on and on
I wake from dreams and walk around
My head is heavy and feels like a fever
I want to return to myself and no longer find the way
Everything around me recedes into the far distance
I shrug and drive myself crazy in the hallway
The earth shakes, it's as if i'm seeing stars
but their trace is lost in the darkness
The night in my eyes takes no end
I feel weak and want to cry for help
I see black and paint it on the walls
Don't allow this kingdom to be my home!
And outside the wind blows on and on
I fall back into nothingness and walk around
I sing before myself as I go
thereby I know, that I still exist
And the wind, it blows - and moves my limbs for me
It seems to me as if i hear someone speaking
the wind outside drives rain over the land
a small child comes face to face with me in the hallway
it speaks confusedly and presses me against the wall:
"I came to dethrone the false gods
I came and saw myself die against them
now i sit here and count my demons
and want to bombard the world with questions"
Who shall yet come to deliver you all?
You have betrayed and sold away everything
You all are lost - the good ones and the evil
I keep watch how you all run through your lives
And always blows the wind and on and on
I fall back into nothing and walk around
I sing before myself as I go
Thereby I know, that I still exist
and the wind, it blows- and sings its songs for me"
My heart grows heavy, I feel my limbs shiver
the kind becomes silent and lets me shuffle on
my head throbs: You may not become embittered!
I walk around and want to kneel down:
I have tried to live the protest
I have tried simply being myself
It has not worked, it missed the mark
Life itself appears to me to be a curse
Nothing which I grieve is long-lasting
nothing brings the lost one back
the only thing that remains is my sadness
the pain and the memory of happiness
And always blows the wind and on and on
I fall back into nothing and walk around
I sing before myself as I go
Thereby I know, that I still exist
and the wind, it blows- blows on and on
I hear the wind whistle from all the crannies
along the hallway and follow its calls
I feel how it takes me up, circling me
and press on, bathed in sweat through the apparition
Half float I, half hang I in the emptiness
and arrive at last, in my room
I lie there now, exactly as if I existed
and ask the wind what I can still do
Should I give new belief to hope?
Has not hope so often made me crazy?
I languish before myself and hear myself think:
allow your dreams to endure longer than the night!
And outside blows the wind and on and on
I wake up in the morning and walk around
I sing before myself as I go
Thereby I know, that I still exist
and the wind, it blows- and I sing my songs
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