My life wears on alone,
a source flowing over rocks,
which never joins the stream
but still gains course and power.
Like ivy spreading on the ground,
no trees far and wide
to embrace and be carried by
on its way to the light.
I want to perish all alone,
sink into the sands of time,
be revived one day,
drink from the spring.
I want to perish all alone,
like a ship on the raging seas,
I want to sink all alone,
to return one day.
Like a coat, soft and heavy,
solitude weighs down on me.
My blood is cold and calm,
calmness is growing inside of me.
The ravens fly in flocks,
the eagle alone towards the light.
Only the fool needs company,
I don't need any of that.
Like that, I'm lonely on my way,
I'm my best friend,
as there's nothing to await from the world,
nothing I ever dreamed of.