Live in virtue no desire 
And in the grave an angel's choir 
You look to heaven wonder why 
No one can see them in the sky 

Just as the clouds have gone to sleep 
Angels can be seen in heaven's keep 
Alone in fear they question why 
 [bad word] not an angel when I die 

Angels live they never die 
Apart from us, behind the sky 
Fading souls who've turn to ice 
So ashen white in paradise 

Just as the clouds have gone to sleep 
Angels can be seen in heaven's keep 
Alone in fear they question why 
 [bad word] not an angel when I die  [bad word] not an angel when I die  [bad word] not an angel when I die 

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafengehen 
kann man uns am Himmel sehen 
wir haben Angst und sind allein 

Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein 
 [bad word] not an angel when I die  [bad word] not an angel when I die  [bad word] not an angel when I die  [bad word] not an angel when I die