Текст песни Himmel - Ветераны любви

people come back once all as from wars:
dragging barely legs, in bandages, but stubbornly alive
(in a tattered city, they would find their own house,
no medals, no honors, no gain) -
and from the personal front come, blowing up bridges,
surviving a month of mistrust, evil and delirium:
hopelessly trying to warm up, who cooled down,
trust unsuccessfully - one who remains betrayed
(in every sense of the last word) and who dragged
both friends and strangers on their backs from the fire above.

so out of the eyes of the veterans of love and longing,
because inside none
(no one!)
did not survive.