May God turn a blind eye,
one less dung
in the world that remains
sobs in the night, difficult,
painful mornings, that's enough...
May your image haunt me forever in my dreams
but you will never
be a lover to anyone.
I do not suffer like the ordinary world
night An hour before the end, everything will be finished
darkness in my head, five of my fingers
one crime perfect
and everything is forgiven
May God close your eyes,
there is no sin here
this is half consciousness
what I will find in you
will be my last confession.
May I be forever in my dreams
pursue your image
but you will never
be a lover to anyone.
May God darken
one less shade.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN