آهنگ: August Born. August Born. Providence.

Throw away the hope of living
Become like an automatic doll
My time stops

Hope eats away at my heart
Dreams turn their back
And the cold sun shines on me

Just one letter
Just one word
To breathe the wind of life into me
To thaw my frozen heart

You hesitate to say, - thank you -
Why do you hold back?

All those dressed-up words you keep saying
Who are they for?

If you hide suspicion away in your heart
What can you see?

If you found a honeybee lost and alone in the winter cold
What are you to think?