Marcel Winatschek

Goldfisch: Still Beautiful

I was arguing with a friend in this café in Kreuzberg about whether German is actually dying—whether the language as we know it is slowly disappearing. I think about this sometimes. Languages mix with each other like genes, right? Mix in enough English, some Mandarin, some Spanish, and in a hundred years German is just gone. Replaced. That bothers me more than it probably should.

So why am I bringing this up? Because listening to Balbina reminds me it isn’t dead yet. It’s genuinely beautiful.

The language gets beaten down every single day. People misuse it, drag it through conversations that don’t deserve it, forget how to handle it. But underneath all that? It’s this intricately woven thing. Powerful and delicate at the same time, if someone knows what they’re doing.

Balbina knows. She has this new song, Goldfisch, and listening to it makes you understand what I’m talking about. It just… matters. When it’s sung like that, you remember why you’d want to save it.