Přísahám [English translation]

You assemble each day from feelings,

your shadow wanders my city,

and the blind will forgive us

for my pale chest knowing the wings of ravens.

You are floating in the heights of passion,

drowning yourself in my water only.

I swear,

I won't allow a free fall,

I want to keep standing on the ledge,

rejected love knows that it has to keep fighting.

I'm falling with you higher and higher,

descending into the abyss by your side,

we're like water in the desert,

I swear.

You perceive rain one drop at a time,

your shelter is seeking my soul,

those, who know the innocent speech,

when they want to tie up our world in barbed wire.

You're suffocating when they imprison our faith,

and you'll give me your hand there, behind the glass.

I swear,

I won't allow a free fall,

I want to keep standing on the ledge,

rejected love knows that it has to keep fighting.

I'm falling with you higher and higher,

descending into the abyss by your side,

we're like water in the desert,

I swear.