Mannen i den vita hatten [16 år senare] [English translation]

A row of benches in a restless late April

I look over my shoulder and see you blink

I can get you when I want

A wind blows debris along a corridor for the last time

And you and I hold our breath and hold hands in the leap

It's not to long from home

Then there was thousands of tears left

And they were yours to give anyone

Finally

They are the most precious jewelry you have

So never apologize again

Finally

We pass their limits

Do you remember our blood-oath, our law?

Our dumb crusade against and equally stupid town

I remember everything, like nails on glass*

But you only laugh at me, reduce everything to a joke

But I see in your anxious posture, your hunting gaze that it feels

That it's a long way from home

Soon there are no tears left

They were ours to give anyone

Finally

They are the most precious jewelry we have

So never apologize again

Finally

You set your own limits

That boy I never knew

That walked on streets I never saw

And thought thoughts I never thought

Under a thin and flyaway hair

And all the emotions struck and exploded

Every day was full of holes

In a time where nothing happened

In a town that always slept

But darling, we were all small once

Yes, we were all small once

Yes, we were all small once

I throw stones in my house of glass

I throw arrows in my incubator

And so I grow my fear

Yes, I'm always planting new seeds

And in my greenhouse I'm safe

Where envy grows bright and green

I'm terrified to live

And I'm afraid to death of dying**

But darling, we will all die one day

Yes, we will all die one day

Yes, we will all die one day

We will all die one day

We will all die one day

We will all die one day

• Artist:Kent