A montanha mágica [English translation]

I’m my own leader: I walk in circles

I balance myself between days and nights

My whole life expects something of me

Half-smile, half-moon, every afternoon

My poppy from India

My flower from Thailand

You are what I have of tender

And you hurt me so much

Stayed now what had gone away

I'm just a little tired

I don't know if this will end soon

My knee hurts

And there is nothing to do right now

What are the angels for?

Happiness lives here with me

Until further notice

Someone else now lives my life

I know that he dreams, thinks and feels

It is not by incidence my indifference

I am a copy of what I do

What we have is what we have left

And we’re wanting way too much

My poppy from India

My flower from Thailand

You are what I have of tender

And you hurt me so much

There is a lack of control that corrupts and grows

It could be, but I am ready for one more

What is it that perverts and teaches?

What we did with our own lives?

The mechanism of friendship

The mathematics of lovers

Now just craftsmanship

The rest are rubble

But it is clear that we’ll not do you wrong

That’s not the reason why we are here

Every child with their own pocketknife

Every leader with his own .38

My poppy from India

My flower from Thailand

Enough - I will change my life

Let the glass fill to the brim

For I want a sunny day

In a glass of water