Lumen alle [English translation]

when I get your face to my mind

the night gets a bit cooler

and I fall into a dark picture

to the only answer

again I hide in my darkness

I dress to gold, to thin linen

and a tree leans on me

humming inside

and again I crawl next to you

like under the snow

and again I fall next to you

like into a grave, on the sheets

in your young eyes reflect

already many stories

and some of us get wounded

some only travel

and again I crawl next to you

like under the snow

and again I fall next to you

like into a grave, on the sheets