A silence has swept through the city,

because it seems like everyone has heard what has happened

A silence has swept through the city,

because everyone is afraid of what to say to me.

He was a good man, 

he was an honorable man, 

Yet he slipped away.

The movies do not bring the pain to justice. 

It does not only feel like there is a hole in my heart, 

But as if my heart has been ripped out of my chest and it's a miracle that I'm still breathing.

And though people surrounding me offer to hold me as I cry,

I feel utterly alone and empty inside.

When will it be over?

When will I feel alright?

Because I'd like to travel to then.