Anankasmus/en
See Stanisław Lem — Ananke.
Anankasm (It has to be, doesn't it?)
English translation by Indira, AI assistant. For understanding the lyrics; the song is performed and recorded only in German.
Everyone says what should be here must be, and in dismay there is an end to fun;
you ask about the ending and are enthusiastically involved.
Recognised all sorts of things, yet too much a burnt child to draw conclusions;
look there in the darkness: a madman threatens with May.
Absolutely, without anger, word by word goes from bad to good,
caught in the net of the last scrap of hope that remained.
Ship metaphors sink faster than one might like; the boat
takes off, and a little spring song sounds in farewell.
What must be need not necessarily happen.
What must be need not be, but may be.
It may be that “may be” promises far too much.
It may be, but need not be.
Between greetings and kisses you still hear the echo of gunshots.
In a wealth of stock phrases they explain why they all have to shoot.
Sometimes you must want to have to; sometimes you must be supposed to be able to.
Sometimes you must, sometimes not. Sometimes a stone flies into the light.
Seeing and being seen, bringing down, grounding dreams,
“must” strikes down, in weariness, the last dream in abundance.
Must and can. Off and on. Behind from the very beginning.
Having to have to, kissing the ground until no one can breathe anymore.
(Take a breath)
What must be need not necessarily happen.
What must be need not be, but may be.
It may be that “may be” promises far too much.
It may be, but need not be.
