List do M. [English translation]

Mum, I'm writing you a poem.

Maybe the last one, surely the first

The night is still and dark

I'm sitting up in bed and she's sleeping beside me

And she's breathing so steadily

Music is filtering through to me

Or is it just the buzzing in my head

I'm sitting here, awash with tears

As I'm sad and alone

Fear is choking me

Solitude is such a dreadful fear

Overwhelming me, pervading me

You know, Mum, I've imagined

There is no God, no!

There is no God.

Calm is only my home

Where you remain and where I no longer am

Where I will probably never return

Mum, I love you very much, I love you!

I thought you'd done me wrong

But it was me who's done you wrong

Such a shame I grasped it so late

So late did I understand

Understand