Painted with branches of lilac
Written with leaves on skin
With my very last breath
I say: Lord, beloved, thank you
That I had the honor of seeing
How you burn out in the flame of sunset
In order to never return
Because you never leave
Just one more will have no place to go
One more by the hand to the garden over the river
Where they go on wings of cherubs
Because nobody gave them a name
And that means, always in silence
And tomorrow there will be what was before
The holy union of earth and sky
If lucky, you'll catch a bullet in your teeth
One beauty alone cuts down without mercy
Because she holds judgment in her heart
Because she keeps the way to the north
Where there is neither time nor explanations
Only snow up to the horizon
It means the sky will still open before one
With eyes shining with happiness
Your works, Lord, are immortal
And your ways are inscrutable
And all lead to one side
Write this word on stone
Paint it with the aurora borealis
Fill it with dove's blood
And forget forever what it means
Doves will take it to the sky
So high they can't be seen any more
And the sky will split into pieces
But no one will find out about this
And we will burn out in the flame of sunset
To remain forever in the garden over the river
Because with our lips
You once said this, once and for all,
The dove's word