Lyrics of ...und ich sah Sonn' nimmer heben - Nargaroth

...und ich sah Sonn' nimmer heben (original)

An steinern Resten alter G’muer
Ruh ich sanft mein Leben aus
An schmalen Wolken brennt ein Feuer
Das zeugt vom sterbend Sonnenhaus
Ich blick' ins Land, seh’s rot wie Feuer
Das die geh’nde Sonne malt
Seh' Vgel ziehn ob das Gemuer
Und lausch dem Lied, das leis' erschallt
Es ruft I’m kahl' Gest allein
Ihr traurig Lied die Nachtigall
I’m trumen wag' ich, tauche ein
In ihr Gesang von meinem Fall
Die Nachtigall schreit I’m Gest
Ihr traurig Lied nun in die Nacht
Es mich nicht mehr erschaudern lsst
Da meine Seel' nie mehr erwacht
At stony remnants of old ruins
I gently make peace with my life
It narrow clouds a fire’s burning
A sign from the dying sun’s realm
I look at the land, looking red like fire
That’s painted by the dying sun
I see birds fly over the old ruins
And I listen to the song which silently rings out
It calls in leafless trees alone
A so sad song of the nightingale
I dare to dream, fall into it
Into her singing of my downfall
The nightingale screams from the leafless trees
Her song into the night now
It doesn’t touch me any more
Because my soul never wakes up again

(translation)

On stone remains of old G'muer
I gently rest my life
A fire burns on thin clouds
That testifies to the dying solar house
I look into the country, see it red as fire
That paints the going sun
See the birds migrating over the walls
And listen to the song that sounds softly
It calls I'm bald' Gest alone
Her sad song the nightingale
I'm dreaming, I dare dive in
Into her singing of my fall
The nightingale cries I'm Gest
Your sad song now into the night
It no longer makes me shudder
Because my soul never wakes up again
At stony remnants of old ruins
I gently make peace with my life
It narrow clouds a fire's burning
A sign from the dying sun's realm
I look at the land, looking red like fire
That's painted by the dying sun
I see birds fly over the old ruins
And I listen to the song which silently rings out
It calls in leafless trees alone
A so sad song of the nightingale
I dare to dream, fall into it
Into her singing of my downfall
The nightingale screams from the leafless trees
Her song into the night now
It doesn't touch me any more
Because my soul never wakes up against