I hate blue mornings
which tear me from the gates of dream
of the place where I thought I had stayed
Why this world before me
is only a pale shadow
of the place where I hoped I was lost in
I have seen too much I think
when never more the mirror on the wall
says she is
is the fairest of them all
it only turns its face to the wall
I don't care, what ever
The nightingales have fallen silent
In my body an evil witch lives
hearing stories, wanting into every tale
You get only out of here worn
Neither ice nor frost kills you
Oftentimes, I simply wait
I've danced in glass shoes,
I've felt, felt,
How it beats, the heart beats
stops in a moment, no more
no more beats
Where have those nights gone?
Someone grew beanstalks right to the heaven
My sapling won't last to the spring
being short like a January day
There's no use waiting for the carriage,
I've heard it only comes once
Everything ends when the bell tolls
In my body an evil witch lives
hearing stories, wanting into every tale
You get only out of here worn
Neither ice nor frost kills you
Oftentimes, I simply wait