Who would have believed it, after the end of the world We lose everything and then we find ourselves Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap The light in the forest is red-orange again The tall grass tickles the shorts We return from our hunt in our village In the old world we were without chance The ruins of the cities are full of wildness On the square there is an old sign Moss lies like a green blanket on asphalt The modern of just yesterday became old But we still come from the monkey We stand on a mass grave since the beginning of time Because we hate each other as much as you can hate yourself Since the beginning inventions with weapons Who would have believed it, after the end of the world We lose everything and then we find ourselves Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap Who would have believed it, after the end of the world We lose everything and then we find ourselves Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap How much better does the air taste without the dust How wonderful the smoke smells from the campfire How mysteriously sparks fly up How good is the warm food in your stomach And outside the storm rides in front of the door Only a few towers stand in front of us on the chessboard Without all the walls there are hardly any hurdles No laws that tell us what we are allowed to do We have reduced ourselves again to the minimum Once the old luxury hardly remembers me We needed the wealth, only the miracles of this world Since the light went out, it became hell again Who would have believed it, after the end of the world We lose everything and then we find ourselves Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap Who would have believed it, after the end of the world We lose everything and then we find ourselves Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap Galaxy at night, a bright star The ball of fire always shines in the gap