It's night: everybody speaks louder now all the spouting springs. My soul's a spring too It's night: only now all songs are awaken Songs of the fallen in love. My soul is a song of enamoured There's something insatiable in me - it wants to speak There is longing for love in me and she herself speaks I'm light and I wish I was night. But this is the loneliness My loneliness that I'm surrounded by light. Oh, if only I was dark as night! How would I...! How would I suck from the bosom of the light! And you yourself, oh, little sparkling stars and fireflies up there, How would I bless you. And happy, Happy I would be from the gifts of light But I live in my own light And I devour the flames that flare up from me I don't know the happiness of the received gifts It's my envy - I see waiting eyes Oh, evil doom for all the givers! Oh, eclipse! Eclipse of my sun! Oh, earning for highest sorrow Oh, burning hunger, hunger in the satisfaction! They accept gifts from me but do I touch their souls? There's a hunger growing from my beauty: I want to hurt To cause pain to these to whom I shine. I want to rob To rob the gifted by me - I'm so starving for menace. To pull back my hand when another hand reaches out to it To delay just like the waterfall delays. Delays even in his falling. Such a revenge is my profusion Thinking over: such a perfidy springs from my loneliness Where's the tear from my eye Where's the delicate down of my heart Oh, loneliness of all the givers Oh, silence of all shining Lots of suns are hovering in the empty space With their light they speak to all the dark Concerning me they are silent. This is the hostility Of the light conserning all that lights Like a whirlwinds the suns float at their orbits This is their road. They follow constant will This is the coldness Oh, you first created the warmness of the gleaming You dark obscure nights Oh, you first drink the milk of delight From the udder of light Oh, it's the ice around me, my hand burns from the touch of ice Oh, there's craving in me it pines with your thirst It's night: why should I be light? Oh, craving for night darkness! And loneliness It's night: like a spring from the depths Gushes out my wish. I long to speak It's night: everybody speaks louder now All the spouting springs. My soul's a spring too.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
