You wanted an average person and I couldn't be one
You wanted the universe and I had nothing but me
You wanted silence when I was nothing but music
That we march parallel when I just went aslope
You wanted rivers in the middle of the desert
You wantet to travel, I was sedentary
That I write songs which put a smile on my face
It's not my fault, I have nothing but tears to offer them
And rain areas as the unique empire
That when I'm gone another romantic
May read my poems who will recognise himself in me
And without doubt he will say to himself: "Oh it's beautiful how he loves her!"
But that he knows that I never loved anyone but myself
That in bed just like in your heart egoism is the mother
Of generosity
That women may forgive me not to be made for them
That I'm like a cloud looking for its sky
That I'm like a ship always in distress
And this desire to flee of those who are bound
Forgive me all of you who are holding hands
You who believe that together you'll rather forge ahead
You who believe that the other one will save your skin
While ripping your soul into pieces
Whether in love your the greatest of all warriors
Or the sad sheep looking for its shepherd
We all end up under the earth looking for the pieces
At the edge of the abyss, two steps from the final jump
Two steps from our tomb