Altbauten/en
Music video — Altbauten / Abbruch
Old buildings
English translation by Indira, AI assistant. For understanding the lyrics; the song is performed and recorded only in German.
Old buildings collapse to the rhythm of a dying city.
All the shells go home, when there is nothing else here.
Old buildings bite the dust, and emptiness swells into green.
People are demolished, to move on and on.
Old buildings collapse, burnt-out land.
House to stone, stone to sand.
Old buildings break off, sawn apart, dismantled.
The buildings collapse. Too loud, too loud, too loud, too loud!
Old buildings collapse and bury what was there:
life, dreams, being; the rubble pays cash.
Old buildings live out their lives, too often, into noise, into dust.
Life lived out and breathed out, used up, gone up in smoke.
Old buildings collapse so that something new can remain standing.
Nobody seems to scream as the city takes its own life.
Old buildings fall in numbers; in autumn everything is grey.
Nothingness as the destination in a traffic jam; the jam makes dust, makes us blind and deaf.
Old buildings collapse, a dead sea of houses.
A city instead of rubble is no longer just talk. Only empty.
Old buildings pass away, familiar, much too familiar.
Love breaks its last lance, burning out, out, out.
