Nina [English translation]

Tonight, I cried out your name in my dreams

I know, it does not make you happy, but it is impossible to forget

of how you narrow your eyes with every word you say

Please, hear out my confession

We are way too grown-up to write love letters

I am a creature made out of a mist, living only from the power of your breath

I know it makes you unhappy, maybe drive you angry

but

I want to tell you everything

and then.. to hide out somewhere

Maybe you will understand how difficult it is, not to love

My breath has accelerated again

like a breath of a marathon runner

What kind of love story is this?

Without love, without lovers …

You remain wordless, clearly your words belong to the others

Please, turn all your dreams into gestures and acts

I am staying here, as a lost painter’s canvas

Maybe you’ll return and I will let you to stretch me out as this canvas

Please, paint me, create me in your own image

Let me aflame, never talk about us again

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

You are the one who comes in, uninvited

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

Despite my wishes, you live deep inside of me

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips

and then

When I blend in with the air, and force heaven to cry

I will be everything that would lead others to perdition

Will be Pied Piper’s flute

And an echo of your soul

And then, birds will silently lift off

Not to make the others suspect

That the sky is gonna lean over

And tremble with this world,

tremble with your guilty conscience

which would then talk to the victims

of its unequal fights

of your self-centred war

Heart commotions

that you accustomed yourself to observe from the distance

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

You are the one who comes in, uninvited

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

Despite my wishes, you live deep inside of me

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

You are the one who comes in, uninvited

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips

You are my fear, you are my blood running from cut wounds

Despite my wishes, you live deep inside of me

You are the sound of all the minarets falling down

a muse’s tears dropping onto my lips