Mannen i den vita hatten [English translation]

A row of benches in a restless late April

I look over my shoulder and see you blink

I can have you whenever you want

A wind blows trash along the corridor one last time

And you and I hold our breath and hold hands in the jump

It's not so far home

Then there were thousands of tears left

And they were yours to give to whoever

At last

They are the most precious jewels you have

So never ask forgiveness again

At last

We went past their borders

Do you remember our blood oath, our law

Our dumb crusade against a just as stupid town

I remember it like nails against glass 

But you only laugh at me, reducing it all to a joke

But I see in your anxious posture and your hunted look that you feel

That it is a long way home

Soon there were no tears left

They were ours to give to whoever

At last

They are the most precious jewels we have

So never ask for forgiveness again 

At last

You set your boundaries yourself 

That boy I never knew

That walked on streets I never saw

And thought thoughts I never thought 

Under thin and wispy hair 

And all the feelings fought and exploded

The whole week full of holes

In a time where nothing happened

In a city that always slept

But dear, we were all small once

We were all small once

We were all small once

I'm throwing stones in my glass house

I'm throwing darts in my incubator

And so I cultivate my fear

Yes, I constantly sow new seeds

And in my greenhouse I am secure

There grows jealousy, clear and green

I am scared out of my life to live

But I am scared to death to die

But dear, we will all die someday

Yes, we will all die someday

Yes, we will all die someday

• Artist:Kent