I remember your small hands
shy shiver late summer
Around myself they called me gently
now they’re desire’s, now they’re melancholy
I remember your dear face
your eyes still love me
they were all my treasure’s
now they bake me, now they hurt me
You were my first love
the first dream of happiness which I don’t have anymore
you were my first love
the first gentle song which the heart writes
You were my first love
the first touch of happiness which the body remembers
you were my first love
let this song bring me back again
The last knock that was yours
I would give you tonight a
bird’s small golden wings
because I did not know how to protect you