English Translation:

I believe I hear a voice in my brain
Grips and hums I feel in my veins
Naming ghosts I had locked away

I leaned by this hole long enough
My arm grew numb I'll say
Shove the bruises away
Let's call it a day

I will lose myself there is no shying away
I still won't trade the game
I twist the last curls of sorrow as I float and let them drift away

I know in my heart that everything will be ok
My hands made free for every tide
I swallow fury and sweat to shores
Dazzle fields of grass growing my way

Here goes nothing what may come
I will lose myself, there is no shying away
I still won't trade the game
I twist the last curls of sorrow as I float and let them drift away