Rammstein Alter Mann (in English) Letras:
[Translation to English]
[Old man]

He is waiting for the noon wind
The wave comes and dully lays down
With a fan every day
The old one evens the water
I throw the stone for my pleasure
The water moves in a circle
The old one looks at me sad
And had brushed it even again

In the white sand, the old man
Smokes trembling his fife
Only the water and me know
What he uses this fan for
The premonition sleeps like a volcano
Then I asked hesitating
The head bended, it seemed he sleeps
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He said before he died

The water shall be your mirrow
Only if it's even, you will see
How much fairy tale is left for you
And for redemtion you will beg

The fan strained at his body
The hand freezes in the spasm of death
They had to break his fingers
The fan remains in the sand
I'm calling the old one every day
He wants to redeem me here
I'm left behind in the noon wind
And I can read in the fan

The water shall be your mirrow
Only if it's even, you will see
How much fairy tale is left for you
And for redemtion you will beg

The water shall be your mirrow
Only if it's even, you will see
How much fairy tale is left for you
And for redemtion you will beg
Letras: Alter Mann (in English) Rammstein [final]