Kraniche English translation
von Bosse

A Fine Ride Toward the Dunes
The cranes on the ploughed fields
End of September, every year again
And I keep watching, as if it were the first time

My neuroses, my little sailors
Packed away in a small suitcase
And they stay calm, everything blows through
The light comes on again, when things move, not when they stand still

I don’t search anymore, I only find
What’s meant to come will start anyway
I don’t search anymore, I only find
There was always someone there

There’s always someone there, there’s always been someone there
Who looked deep into my head
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)


What I’ve learned is to stay relaxed
Everything comes to the table when the time has come
There’s no use in tensing up until the engines steam
Life is too short and much more than all right

In absolute weather, in sun colors
Even broken things shine like a display
At the jeweler’s, I love to be here
Wonderfully clueless, when things move, not when they stand still

I don’t search anymore, I only find
What’s meant to come will start anyway
I don’t search anymore, I only find
There was always someone there

There’s always someone there, there’s always been someone there
Who looked deep into my head
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)


At the next stop I get off
Wooden boardwalks to the little house
Light on, all windows open
Light on, all windows open
I’m out
I’m out

There was always someone there, there was always someone there
Who looked deep into my head
Who looked deep into my head
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)

I don’t search anymore, I only find
What’s meant to come will start