Oh my source,
my river,
woe to water so pure and beautiful,
in your eyes a sun that is my window.
I wish I were the sea for rock her and put her to sleep.
And don't let her body get cold,
wrap her chest in my hand,
and don't let the wind,
the rain,
the sorrow,
the loneliness in its water plunges my heart.
I wish I were the sea to rock you and put you to sleep!...

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