Lacrimosa koma coma

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Too early - too deep - too young - too much
Too soon - too fast - too late enough
Too much - too early - too late enough
Valleys without mountains and mountains without peaks
/>Wings without angels - crying without laughter
A heart without love - a life without death
I don't forget any of those words
From the coma of my soul
There is no door into the light
No fresh air
That surrounds my mind
Veins - that shoot out of my body like branches
Wrap around me
And forbid me from any movement
I rise to the sky
And get lost in the sky
But the blue tears apart - the gray collapses
The shadows fall over me
I'm waiting here - I'm waiting here
I'm waiting here...
So that I can still feel something
I'm looking for the flame
That burns my heart
So that I can still hear something
I'm looking for the silence
/>That calls and knows me
No matter how much I squirm
How far I run - how high I fly
My soul is in a coma
Life is storming me over
I remain in my loneliness
Out of the coma of my soul
There is no door into the light
No fresh air
That surrounds my mind
[English translation:]
Too early - too deep - too young - too much
Too soon - too fast - too late enough
Too much - too early - too late enough
Valleys without mountains & mountains without summits
Wings without angels - Crying without laughing
A heart without love - A life without death
I forget none of those words
From the coma of my soul< br/>There is no doorway into the light
No fresh air
To caress my spirit
Veins - Branching out from my body
In entwining embrace
Constricting every movement
I rise into the air
And lose myself in the sky
But the blue is rent apart - The gray breaks through
Shadows fall on me
I wait here - I wait here
I wait here...
So that I - too - can still feel something
I look for the flame
That burns my heart
So that I - too - can still hear something
I look for silence
That calls and knows me
No matter how I write
How far I run - how high I fly
My soul lies in coma
Life rushes by me
I persist in my loneliness
From the coma of my soul
There is no doorway into the light
No fresh air
To caress my spirit

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