| Pain over my soul, another morning gleams outside the world
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| A new day’s dew moves in, what do I breathe? |
| What paralyses me?
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| As I inhale the cold air from the world’s lung
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| I cast my being far away from me
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| In a crystal sphere on the ground I see my life
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| On my knees I kiss the death with all her beauty
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| In the frosty beginning of the autumn’s dawn
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| When nature dies away from earth
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| White fog above the meadows is the border behind my eyes
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| Let me know that your downfall is my birth
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| Grey light shines through dead trees
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| Takes away the brown leaves in the end
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| My mother’s garden sleeps its lust away
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| Her will lies motionless in my hands |