--A rough English translation: I know all Loves fight the heart I know all And still I search for answers Wall and darkness You reach out to no one Month of May Waters sweep all Away and break Nothing will be again as it were Once A heavy plague and yet it started As a cold The scent of miasma running wild Ruin Heavy tons Of the evening bells ring Standing here for a while In the halflight of truth and need Days just go by As leaves fall from the trees No dreams Has the face benath the open sea It awakens Sees me through the eyes of others In wonder Is it me? Why here? Where to? Quickly, take me from here I lower the sails, no wind You wouldn’t hide from wind Blood’s already boiling, ribs hurt Getting farther Farther away from self
