She understands the art of belonging with me
She made place for two inside my body
In my eyes, she lives, in my ears
she hears and watches my whole life with me.
Sometimes she starts to sing in my heart
and where night is coming, she turned on lights
And because of her I know how to get through
to the unexpected treasure of our existence.
I only want to live on like this, taking shelter in each other
And if I have to get old, then only with her.
She knows all my dreams and delusions
all my hurries and all my hunger and my regrets.
When I laugh, only she knows the tears
that are behind it in the time.
She is more than these words say
and inside my body she has made place for two
But who knows how to explain a miracle
and I carry a miracle with me.