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F 19​.​5

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Guest Vox by Thomas // f.u.t.
(Wien, Juni 2018)

lyrics

De Einsomkeit is nix für de Feigen, des homa scho vo Kind auf g‘wusst
Es alloa sei vertrogt ned a jeder, ma nährt so nur de Schimär von da gemeinsomen Zeit
Sie hod uns flügellahm und schweigsom gmocht, san jetzt a einsom unta Leit
Und woatn do im Stün auf de verlorenen Tåg, de so nie wieder kema wernd

Da Tod woa gestern wieda do und hod ma onschauliche G’schenke brocht
In Bodn vua mir tiafrot g‘farbt und stott de Äpfi hengan jetz Kinda vo de Bam
In da Nåcht wird’s wieder koit drausd und es gib nix mehr wo ma sie vasteckn ko
Iangwonn gibs hoid a koa zruck mehr vo dem Wahnsinn, wei de letzte Zech, de zoit G‘votta Tod

Wos sogt de Uhr mei Freind? Glabst is endlich Zeit das ma ham geh kenan?
Oda soi ma no im Stün woatn auf de verlorenen Tåg, de so nie wieder kem wernd?
I ko kaum mehr no steh, scho goanimma kloa denkn, noch g’füht zehn Floschn Wein
Owa um ma jemois zu vazeihn, bin I donn owa do no immer vü z’nüchtern

I hob hoid immer glabt I ko den Groi, des tiafe Nichts in mir so iangwia ertränken
Nur hob I so auf de Oat den Brånd und seine sengendn Flåmmen nur g‘nährt
I hob ma ned oi z’vü erwoat, nur das mi des Leben z‘reisst donn doch eha ned
Drum sog mas Tod: Wos is es Nichts?
„Es Nichts is de Leere de bleibt“

Wos sogt de Uhr mei Freind? Glabst is endlich Zeit das ma ham geh kenan?
Oda soi ma no im Stün woatn auf de verlorenen Tåg, de so nie wieder kem wernd?
I ko kaum mehr no steh, scho goanimma kloa denkn, noch g’füht zehn Floschn Wein
Owa um da jemois zu vazeihn, bin I donn owa do no immer vü z’nüchtern

Wei donn wonn du di niederlegst, lieg I woch und erlieg hechstens no meine Gedånkn
De mi iangwonn zum Wahnsinn treim, und mi niemois wieda schlofn lossn
Wos soi I no sogn? Wia soit I a schlofn wonn a de Wödt nia zur Ruah kumbd?!
Und mi fortwährend umtreibt, bis I a söbst de erdrückendste Taubheit iangwonn nimma gspia

Nur Tod, wonnst eh ned vua kopt host dasd so schnö wieda zruck kummst
Warum nimmst donn ned a des Nichts und de Leere in mir einfåch mit mit dir?
Kum gib ma d‘ Hond G’votta, I zoag da in Weg zur nextn finstan Spelunken
Oan homma imma no trunken, nua de nexte Zech, de zoist jetzt du!

English:

F 19.5

Solitude is nothing for cowards, we’ve known this since we were kids
Being alone is not liked by everybody, you just nurture the chimera of togetherness
It made us ailing and tight-lipped and we are now still lonely when we’re around others
Let us wait in silence for the lost days, that will never ever return

Death visited me again yesterday, he brought me descriptive presents
He dyed the floor in front of me in bloody red, and instead of apples, now children hang from the trees
In the night it’s getting cold outside, and there are no places left to hide
One day there will be no way back from this mayhem, as the last shot pays gaffer death

What’s the time my friend? Is it finally ok to leave for home?
Or should we once more sit for a while, waiting for the gone days to never return?
I can nearly stand and think straight after more than ten bottles of wine
But I am anyhow still way too sober to forgive myself

I’ve always thought I could drown this grudge, that endless void I’m filled with
But as I did, I somehow just feed its flames
I didn’t expect that much, but not that this life will tear me apart
So tell me death, what’s all this void inside me?
“This void is emptiness that lasts”

What’s the time my friend? Is it finally ok to leave for home?
Or should we once more sit for a while, waiting for the gone days to never return?
I can nearly stand and think straight after more than felt ten bottles of wine
But I am anyhow still way too sober to forgive you

Cause when you fall asleep at night, I stay awake and just fall for my dark thoughts
That will make me go insane one day and will never let me sleep again
What shall I say more? How should I sleep when also the world never gets peace?
And is constantly worrying me until I won’t even feel the merest numbness

But death, as you never kept in mind to return as early as you promised
Why did you leave me behind with all this emptiness and void?
Come on, give me your hand gaffer, I show you the way to the next drinking hole,
There’s always a last last drink, but the next one is your treat…

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from Dornenv​ö​gel, released November 16, 2018

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