She slept
with the heat of the masses [bodies, bulks ??]
and I woke up
wanting to dream of her
Some time in the past (a while ago)
I thought about writing to her
and I never avoided
the pitfalls of love
That love
of light music (gentle music)
nothing frees us,
nothing else remains
I will not send [her]
ashes of roses (rose ashes)
nor shall I avoid
a secret contact (meeting)
That love
of light music (gentle music)
nothing frees us,
nothing else remains