Und über uns der Himmel [English translation]

The wind blows from the north

It blows us to and fro

What has become of us?

A little pile of sand at the sea

The storm keeps hunting the grain of sand

which equates to our life

It sweeps us from the ladder

We are as light as dust

Now what shall happen?

It must go on.

Yet enough hope persists for us

All of us start all over

Because this existence can be nice too.

The wind blows from all sides

So let the wind blow

because heaven above us

Won't let us go down

Won't let us go under

• Artist:Hans Albers