(Your translation was OK, but I've made a few changes to make it sound better in English. Use whatever you want.
(Even after translating it, I have to admit, it doesn't make much sense in English. A little more help in the meaning behind this song is needed for it to have some meaning in English.)
In the dead of night.
Lights flicker off and on in the kitchen.
Cigarettes, some strong tea and silence...
But you know after the happiness despair follows.
In the dead of night, I'm lying on the floor again,
So many thoughts going through my head
But you know everyone here won't mention you, alone.
I know how to be safe. (I knew...)
I know how to save myself... (I knew...)
When the sunlight no longer shows through the trees,
you know, one speaks for them all.
The snow melts gently in your eyes,
Strangle yourself with your scarf as you turn to look back
at someone who is used to be silent.
But you know it's too late and there's nothing left to lose.
I don't know how to save myself... (I knew...)
I don't know how to be saved... (I knew...)
Twisted houses and trees stand in suspended animation. Flowerbeds in January. Rusty whispers like the wheels of a train, and thoughts merge into one. The sensation of sound and smoke, as if the wind greets this dirty city's lights with the cold. These tilted houses are to blame. Choose one word from a hundred to describe everything that's happening now.
Cold. Moans. A pillow saves you. Someone loses, what someone finds, and it's only strange to us.
You're driven to believe that an impossible miracle is happening to us. It's so big that you can't hide behind the twisted houses and your stupid fake smile. Replace your fears with trying. Let your arms embrace the wind. and the Winter suffocate itself again. All these twisted houses are to blame.
lyrics recorded by red