Too often dreamed in vain
I know you know this, too
(I) Could finally talk about everything
and his voice has done so well (meaning: felt so good)
suddenly this starry night began to burn.
We are in the eye of the storm
A dance into nowhere
Towards Heaven and Hell
perhaps pure insanity.
I know only that you're there,
with you in the eye of the storm,
(I) cling to my dreams
If a longing can die
then give it back to me,
tonight in your arms
in the eye of the storm.
Longing comes and goes,
I have thought to myself,
as then the morning came.
I do not want to completely lose myself
And then freeze in the fire
since this has hurt.
But there was the longing for your arms,
there was no yesterday, no someday
and tonight I know, that I can live my dreams.