Video After The Rain de Alain Ackermann 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alain Ackermann - After The Rain Lyrics

[Verse 1: Stephan Lipp]
You never held back the violence
You taught me how to be good
The words unspoken in silence although I tried hard
I did nothing the way I have should
There is a breath on my pillow
While I am bleeding alone
Blood red stains on the window
I wonder how someone
Can claim this abyss is a home

[Pre-Chorus: Stephan Lipp]
But then I'm feeling guilty
And I try to take care of myself
I touch the empty inside me
And fill it with dreams that I borrowed from somebody else

[Chorus: Stephan Lipp]
(After the rain)
Therе is nothing left but a crack in the silencе
(After the rain)
There is no chance for change in a life full of tyrants
I wish I could not remeber
I wish I vanished at night in a haze
In this pocket of embers
Sometimes the war stars after the rain
[Verse 2: Margarita Monet]
I hear your steps on the carpet
Lurching to my retreat
This is where it all started
A secret that's buried
So deep underneath the white sheets
And when I cry you get angry
Shut the noise and keep still
And your eyes looking through me
I'm lying awake in the dark
And attune to your will

[Pre-Chorus: Margarita Monet]
And then I'm feeling useless
And I try to be somebody else
I touch the empty inside me
I fill it with dreams that I do not allow to myself

[Chorus: Margarita Monet]
(After the rain)
There is nothing left but a crack in the silence
(After the rain)
There is no chance for change in a life full of tyrants
I wish I could not remeber
I wish I vanished at night in a haze
In this pocket of embers
Sometimes the war stars after the rain
[Bridge: Margarita Monet]
And when the dreams have come
I feel so weak and numb
'Cause deep inside my mind
I'm longing for another life

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus: Stephan Lipp, Margarita Monet, both]
(After the rain)
There is nothing left but a crack in the silence
(After the rain)
There is no chance for change in a life without guidance
I wish I could not remeber
I wish I vanished at night in a haze
In this pocket of embers
Sometimes the war stars after the rain