The four moons
On your warm skin
Draw my sign
Mystery of your abysses, woman
Of all love being able to win
In the whirling of living
Your light eyes are my lighthouse
The four strings
Of the instrument cry
Certain as the sun
Clears the sky
At every morning
And a chord gives birth
To endless will
Well
Your light eyes are my lighthouse
A long long road
Taking me away
In all four directions
Of a compass rose
Too late
Now I'm so stuck in you
My body wants to take you
Your light eyes are my lighthouse
The pale cloud
On my wishes' sky
Hides all peace
And puts four illusions in my way
Loving, living, singing and being
What I can't deny
No
Your light eyes are my lighthouse