Staub English translation
von Maxim

I don't know how much longer this will work
You in another city and I'm still here
We talk and we strive
But shit, I'm so sick of it
to call you

But time heals all wounds
And it doesn't even really hurt anymore
Soon we won't have to see each other anymore

And your point keeps getting smaller
And slowly it dissolves
And then all I can see
is dust


And I don't know how long this will last
We share a tent for a few days
And then we'll dismantle it again
And my suitcase is in front of your closet
Half open and never really fully unpacked

And I lean on the writing
And you're standing outside on the platform
And the train slowly pulls me past you

And your point keeps getting smaller
And slowly it dissolves
And then everything else I can see
is dust

And we stay afloat
And we row with all our strength
But you keep drifting away from me

And your point keeps getting smaller
And slowly it dissolves
And everything else I can see then
is dust