Zeitspiel [English translation]

Don’t tell me you’re sorry!

The globe is spinning and you can see

Cars are simmering with bronchitis on the streets

Everyone’s glowing being the smith of one's own luck

Raising machetes we step on new land

We explore the planet in seconds till the edge

Keeping up! Keeping pace! Keeping mind and body fit!

Always keep an eye on your balance and the gas price!

Beautiful cars, beautiful women, beautiful country

Colour a beautiful life for yourself, don’t exceed the borders

Tell me what’s left

What part of it are you and what are you tired of?

Tell me what’s left

What part of it are you and what are you tired of?

Don’t tell me you’re sorry!

Cause you’re playing for time

Until no more time is left

You can just lose, just lose

The laps on the sports ground, there’s a resolution for everything

There are shortcuts for everything, there’s vocabulary for everything

Just curse on the weather but don’t rant like a reed bunting

Don’t string the phrases together, always leave space for the antonym

Don’t bow too much over the desk when you talk

Be patient, shoulder your guilt

Your back already starts hunching slowly with the weight

But you can only bend as far until you break

Tell me what’s left

What part of it are you and what are you tired of?

Tell me what’s left

When only the hollow and light things swell to the surface?

Don’t tell me you’re sorry!

Stomach in, chest out, getting tired of it again!

You can only lose

You can only lose

So much air’s left to rise up and still you’re running out of oxygen

Where can you let out the anger and where can you leave the frustration?

• Artist:Jennifer Rostock
• Album:Schlaflos