Imperium Dekadenz — Tränen des bacchus song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tränen des bacchus" by Imperium Dekadenz.
Lyrics
Die Sonne sinkt und der Gott des Weinens flüstert leise
Doch ein Schreien wird es vollends sein
Ein inner Grollen trägt mich rasch
Zu dem Tor der wilden Dunkelheit
Das Diesseits nur die Fesseln kennt
Das Diesseits nur die Fesseln kennt
Die man nun füllt mit Bacchus Tränen
Wurden der Tränen viel vergossen
Weiß nur der kalte Winterwind
Der den Heimweg eisig greift
Wie die Wut zu stillen ist
Schweigend schreitend. Durch die Nacht
Durch Stille kalte Nebel
Erfüllt von einzigartiger Einsamkeit
Das wahre Ich hat mich nun wieder
Das keine Fesseln kennt
Das keine Fesseln kennt
Nun durchschreite ich das Tor
Bacchus, Bacchus, Bacchus!
The sun sets and the god of wine whispers softly
But at the end there will be screaming
An inner rage takes me suddenly
To the threshold of a wild inscrutability
That on this side only knows bondage
That on this side only knows bondage
The take flows now, with Bacchus tears
When many tears have spilled
Only the cold winter wind knows
He who envelops my icy homeward path
How to calm the fury
Quietly striding, through the night
Through silent, cold mist
Complete with a singular loneliness
The true self has found me again
That know no bounds
That know no bounds
Now I step across the threshold
Lyrics translation
The sun is sinking and the God of weeping is whispering softly
But a scream it will be complete
An inner rumbling carries me quickly
To the gate of the wild darkness
That this side knows only the shackles
That this side knows only the shackles
Which one now fills with Bacchus tears
Many tears were shed
Only the cold winter wind knows
The icy grip on the way home
How to calm the anger
Walking silently. Through the night
Through silent, cold mist
Filled with unique solitude
The real me now has me again
That knows no shackles
That knows no shackles
Now I pass through the gate
Bacchus, Bacchus, Bacchus!
The sun sets and the god of wine whispers softly
But at the end there will be screaming
An inner rage takes me suddenly
To the threshold of a wild inscrutability
That on this side only knows bondage
That on this side only knows bondage
The take flows now, with Bacchus tears
When many tears have spilled
Only the cold winter wind knows
He who envelops my icy homeward path
How to calm the fury
Quietly striding, through the night
Through silent, cold mist
Complete with a singular loneliness
The true self has found me again
That know no bounds
That know no bounds
Now I step across the threshold