Luna Lunera [English translation]

Why does all my

strength escape

Through my mouth

Which condemns me

And makes mistakes

Without my being able to help it

Why can't I think?

Why has the moon gone crazy?

It no longer loves me

It no longer touches me

Swooning* moon

Why are you leaving?

Because I no longer live [life]

Always preoccupying myself

With your hair

That always

clouded the sky

And threatened to storm

And tastes minty

Because I no longer write

Neither when I can nor when I want to

Because I am no longer the first

Why do they sound

So off

All of the chords

Of my desire?

Why do I see you today

And today I don't

Why don't you keep still?

And why dream?

Why is dreaming no longer

Ugly or pretty?

Why does it become the very last

The very last, the very last

[Thing] that remains?

Stop to think

To think why

Your thoughts

Act as a bonfire

Whereby I

Burn from the outside

And you on the inside

What, it doesn't look so bad on you

That pretty black dress

What happens to me is that

If you take your clothes off, I will fly