Ein Schmerz und eine Kehle English translation
von Jennifer Rostock

You're lowering your gaze, your voice and your sword
You have calluses on your fore head
Always just defended yourself
Doubts curl around your temples
grey mixed, because the way we are going
is rarely asphalted

What are those hands grabbing your neck
What feet are stepping into your heels while walking
You're starting to stumble, start to get different thoughts
Your hands bloody again are only hands not claws

Have we taken on too much with this stone in our stomach?
And because we dare to ask questions we wouldn't dare to ask?

Who mixed the cards like this, so wicked, so see through
Who betrayed the group like this?
The karma is corrupt, the drama is to scream about
But when you scream, you won't scream alone!


One pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat

Didn't you hear the shoot?
That was a weak start
But failures, uneasiness make the weak strong
Nothing makes as hard as the time you give revenge
Everything alright, the red string is out of barb wire

One pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat
We are one pain and one throat

One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat

One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat


One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat
One pain and one throat