...and snow was falling
as to many was hidden
but properly we perceive snow just really
when it comes with thousands of flakes and
covers the territory in which we linger

at the moment with it's
all-transforming white
doesn't it this we
take notice of it, but it
burdens or pleases
us just for this short moment
in which it dances

from the sky
and falls to the ground and melts
snow is just like unborn life
it pleases or burdens us just for
the moment in which it so we say lives

maybe a human life is only a snow-flake
in the eternity of the universe which dies

before it see's the light of the earth or melts
years later in its pain

...and the waves sighed helpless
as the shore devoured them
the clouds which adorned the sky

so dark but beatyful
every stone, every stem
is all part of a picture
together they weave on the beholder

who takes the nature in and comprehend it
but this picture is different from human-eye to human-eye
though it will always be the same

bewitch me the perfume of a withered rose
which is actually dead but the perfume (and the beauty) are steady
though it changes please or shock the human mind
a withered rose often in connection with grief

the withering so we say it is the end
but everything can fade away the love the pain...

so we say that the withering is loosen from all spheres
and it's just a cover which hides the life in it's being

but in any form the being is constant
though it is often or eternal only the rememberance
but the only true grief is not the withering
it is that rememberances fall to pieces too...

Love is all I feel, and the fear
that it could end one day.
you're the only sense, of my life
and of my pains.

you, you carry my dreams in you,
with your lovely kisses and your tenderness.

why did you left me my all-inundated warmth:
with your smile, with your tears
and with your hope that you put in me.

my fate withers with your body
and your beauty which shines only
in my rememberance of you my calamity

o. I loved her but now she's gone

and there she lies in her coffin,
all what I feel is pain
as I closed her dull eyes

and shed a passion's tear

love
be this my last hope, but I
will never leave what I...

I am the only one
who understands me
in my ebony dreams
why can't I be just like them
...happy

life is gone
beautiful, suffering
my eyes drown, in delusion

my body paled and cold, let the
silence bloom I never will arise
in your arms again

now, with her hand, she closed my eyes
and gave me the last kiss, her tears drip
in my pool of blood

but, I've died with a
smile, 'cause no one did really search the
tenderness which sleeped in me, no

why could I not feel the love which flows through
all of our souls it was the fear that I never could fall in it

but so I'm gone and no one can bring me back
now shed tears what you on earth never did for me

now, they weep on my grave
weep they all just for me
now, I'm sad about my mistake

why can't I return to earth, why?
there so many who loved me really
o. pain

Broken love fills every part
of my body to late
we've found the knifes in our hearts
let me out, let me out
from a cage called love
so called love?

I would die for you
but now I die for my depression
I haven't no longer to live
because I lost the key to the door of
your lovely mind
the blooming harmony is dispersed
but myself is dispersed too

I feel like a fallen leave
withered in a lost love

I'm longing to dive into the sea
of tranquillity and drown
in it to feel what I never felt
before... freedom

(the expectantly sleep)

o. depent which agony
melt in nothing
but the beauty lives on

autumn morning
cold, dark, foggy
autumn morning
commit suicide in
autumn morning

autumn morning
I laugh loud
autumn morning
because I will never remember this
wonderful time
autumn morning

cause I am dead
I feel like a fallen leave
withered in a lost love
I'm longing to dive into the sea
of tranquillity and drown
in it to feel what I never felt
before... freedom

(the expectantly sleep)

I am dead