Atlantis [English translation]

You for me,

something I taught myself that I will enjoy,

use and consume.

Me for you,

the embodiment of oppression,

a power center of whims

with the right to mock

and subjugate.

You and I

believe we can see through the lies,

the old dreams of knights.

You and I,

two who are tired of the old

decide together

to weave a new pattern,

and open the windows.

So we give ourselves

like a storm wind over the sand.

a drunken dance,

we are filled up with breath.

In the bone-white moon light

they bind a new bond,

nothing of them will ever go away.

Not ever.

Not ours.

They are new.

They are strong

like a thousand chains.

The dawn,

the doves shake off their intoxication

and squint at the light.

Sun again,

the rays show every grain of dust,

every spot gets the appearance.

The shadows become days,

and the eye clears.

Everyday,

duties mix with embrace

like playing with seriousness.

The review:

what are the experiences worth?

What do we dare to ask

of those we believe love us

and of ourselves?

Are the desires ready now

to confront each other?

Is the air enough now

for both of us two to breathe?

Is love there now

or is it something else?

Are we or you or I?

Are we ready?

Are we strong?

Or are we,

as we were taught,

only lazy?

That which lives to own

and not give anything

often confuses love

with ordinary infatuation.

But infatuation is fleeting

like the summer itself,

and we must also live

with snow that falls,

with wind and rain and cold.

I am no God

you are not any goddess,

And I will never be a slave,

you never will be a female slave.

But the ability to love

is necessary to win,

in order not to lose oneself.

To the old,

to the simple,

the comfortable,

to the pattern

we must break.

Twilight,

We sit by the fire like two fools,

and freeze so we shiver.

Night again,

the stars smile at the human children

who sit in their playpen,

with their backs against each other,

and hold their breath.

Still we steer towards the reefs

and rejoice when we get stuck.

Still we take pride

in morality's chalices.

Still we sacrifice everything

on the altar of vanity

where thousands have burned before.

Completely in vain,

completely cursed,

completely enchanted,

completely confused,

completely lost.