Tausendschön [English translation]

A thousand times I've drowned

with a heavy stone in my hand.

A thousand times I've sunk

in dark dreams, the land of the dead.

A thousand times my throat was constricted,

I clung on to the light.

I wanted to die a thousand deaths,

but I simply couldn't.

So amaranth, the dream of summer,

but the spring is not yet old,

for there was a winter

that has lingered for so long in my heart,

in my heart.

A thousand times I've fallen

in the one difficult war.

A thousand times I've clenched fists

that remained yet in my pocket.

A thousand times I've asked myself raw

how the exit is probably right in front of me.

A thousand oceans I've cried,

but all tears have run dry.

So amaranth, the dream of summer,

but the spring is not yet old,

for there was a winter

that has lingered for so long in my heart,

in my heart.

I look back one more time

I beckon to all the times

that were so warm, full of joy

yet I see them from afar

From afar, from afar

So amaranth, the dream of summer,

but the spring is not yet old,

for there was a winter

that has lingered for so long in my heart,

in my heart.