Six thousand pieces are laying on the flour,
I have been broken don't know what for.
You are looking,
I am falling down.

six thousand minutes have already passed
how can I handle this revolting test?
Clock is ticking,
Time is running out.

Is there any chance that I will ask for more,
Is there any time to find (what) we're fighting for?
I am waiting,
you are crying.

Heart is beating for the last time,
I am writing one last line.
Clock is ticking,
Time is running out.