Am Ende von Berlin [English translation]

Secretly through your streets

At half past three in the morning

Thoughts drift without a sound

And why are you not here?

Secretly through your streets

At half past three in the morning

Light still shines up above

And who is actually with you?

On every corner you are here

Invisible and sacred

And you listen to me again

They all want to drag me

Want to pull me

Want to tug me

But I stay here sitting

Here at the end of Berlin

A moment without time

A song without feelings

The day and then the light

I ask for too much once more

What has just happened to you?

What's up with you?

Yes we were illusions

Just a papier pact

Silent and small voice

Here on the phone

You say you just want to say thank you

You remain monotonous

On every corner you are here

Invisible and sacred

And you listen to me again

They all want to drag me

Want to pull me

Want to tug me

But I stay here sitting

Here at the end of Berlin

A moment without time

A song without feelings

The day and then the light

I ask for too much once more

• Artist:Philipp Dittberner
• Album:Am Ende von Berlin [EP]