Zu spät [English translation]

Nothing is worth much anymore in this time

The jesters and the fools

No more as though a tired bush

has lost a leaf

The leaves fall, who screams today

has already been tomorrow

The lines, that my life writes,

no one will read

The hand turns and never arrives

commands me according to a set plan

Whatever I do, it turns and turns

and ticks too late, too late, too late

The rain erodes the mountains

and it floods through the river

into the sea, the grass grows in the ruins

over and long ago

I only have a little time

full of hardship and complaints

of searching and wandering

on this earth

The hand turns and never arrives

commands me according to a set plan

Whatever I do, it turns and turns

and ticks too late, too late, too late

And the black of death darkens

our tired limbs,

which the rose grove doesn't scent

which whispers softly at the grave

A white body, so tender and soft,

so precious, smooth, and immaculate

It too sinks in the realm of shadows

This lot awaits also you

The hand turns and never arrives

commands you according to a set plan

Whatever you do, it turns and turns

and ticks too late, too late, too late

The hand turns and never arrives

commands you according to a set plan

Whatever you do, it turns and turns

and ticks too late, too late, too late

• Artist:Subway to Sally
• Album:Bannkreis