Nagorny Karabach [English translation]

The city lies under fog

I stand atop my mountain

in my black garden

I'm squeezed between the heavens

in the the enclave of my choice

where I hide myself

In Nagorny Karabakh

Where there was once deep woods,

mountain chains and maybe ice,

A brass-yellow sun

drops down a paradise

My sys- and diastole,

and in between them the moment is

carried by the birds

that are out and about here

in the enclave of my heart

there where I lose myself

In Nagorny Karabakh

I climb down the mountain

go into one valley or another

There are many colorful flags covering

Mount Karabakh

Two big black ravens

are eating plums off the tree

I wonder whether the other city is fond of me?

In the enclave of my choice

where I hide away

In Nagorny Karabakh

Come and visit me

I have unlimited time

And the view is most excelent

Through the clouds and [above] the city

In Nagorny Karabakh

Nagorny Karabakh

Nagorny Karabakh

• Artist:Einstürzende Neubauten
• Album:Alles wieder offen (2007)