Everything leads us to shudder at desire and pleasure
To lift the lock that holds us back from everything
In the skin of the convict, everything pushes us to want
Wanting beats the moles of destiny
br/>From the marsh pontoon, everything leads us to cry
To take on the skin of a fish, of a bird
Through our strangled throats, everything leads us to sing, hum hum hum.. .
Everything leads us to shudder at desire and pleasure, hum hum hum...
To push the lock that separates us, that separates us.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN