Rome - The Secret Germany (For Paul Celan) lyrics

Verschließe nicht das Tor
Verschließe nicht Dein Herz
Lasst weder Angst noch Hass
Europas Erbe bestimmen
Wer rettet uns den Frieden
Wenn nicht wir selbst?

How slowly it changed your mirth into moan
How slowly estranged you from
The girth of home
You were no friend to your king
You faithful few
A few last wolves will have to do

Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany

How slowly you threw him off your throne
How thoroughly sealed the books of Rome
The trap was laid to recover what was lost
Now holy thy name and holy thy thrust

Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany
Oh, what care for all of our dreams
It's the sweetest memory
To have seen you fall to your
Knees for your Secret Germany

Wer rettet uns den Frieden
Wenn nicht wir selbst?