When I went away the road was steep
Return again
Share her sorrow,
Make her sound
When I went away
The asphalt was hot
Return again
At every cost, talk her out of
What she knows
Nothing is infinite,
Realize it yet
I know,
You want to be infinite,
Weak and small.
Fire burns down,
When no one nourishes it any longer
I myself know it very well
What happens to you today.
When I went away,
The arms were empty,
Return again
Make it easier for her
Once again
Not that hard.
When I went away
A wind arrived
So weak
It did not knock me over
Under her roof of tears
I was weak.
Nothing is infinite,
Realize it yet
I know, you want to be infinite,
Weak and small.
Nothing is permanent,
That no one really wants
Even grief will then be
Weak and small