New Eden [German translation]

Poetry is what she wrote

Silent words carved into wind

It’s just a dream, just a prayer

To heal what she could not repair

Roads in parallel, different pavements

Not a glance to the side

Tangled scenes and torn out seams

In the fabric of her soul

Eden turning bare

She held a seed in fields of gray

Placed a sign: “come what may”

There’s a hill she will climb

To find a hidden sapphire sky

Endless droughts won’t take her out

She’ll make soil out of dust

Drop of water, one kind word

And a meadow in her eyes

New eden taking root

Drop of water, one kind word

And a meadow in her eyes

Drop of water, one kind word

And a meadow in her eyes

New eden taking root