Z/Zaratustra/Loneliness of the Givers (A Night Song II)
It's night: everybody speaks louder now, All the spouting springs. My soul's a spring, too. It's night: only now all songs awake Songs of fallen in love. My soul is a song of enamoured Light am I, I wish I was night! My loneliness, I am surrounded by light This is my poverty, my hand never rests I endow, I do not know the happy man who gets My happiness of giving died in the giving My virtue got tired from itself in overflow My eye doesn't bleed because of praying My hand stiffened before hands full It's night: Oh, why should I be light! And craving for night darkness! And loneliness! It's night: I am the ray, I wish I was the dark One with the nights and shadows to reach my hands for gifts!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
