Ist die Welt nicht unter uns zu Staub zerfallen

As my post-concert limerence wears off, I'm left cranky and sad at how badly my German has atrophied. I need to do something about this. If any of you speak German, I would be very grateful for the occasional comment. I also need to get back in the habit of translation, so if there are any German poems or industrial songs whose meanings you've ever wondered about, I will take requests.

Unrelatedly, I would like to travel to the parallel universe in which Michael Caine played William of Baskerville in The Name of the Rose.