So, I prefer to lie
in darkest silence alone
istening to the lack of light
or sound, or someone to talk to
for something to share
but there is no hope
and no-one is there
No, no, no
not one living soul and there is
nothing (left) to say,in darkness
I lie all alone by myself
sleeping most of the time
to endure the pain
I am not breathing a word
I haven't spoken for weeks
and yet the mistress inside me
is (secretly) straining her ears
But there is no-one
and it seems to me at timesthat
with every passing hour another word
is leaving my mind
I am the mistress of loneliness
my court is deserted but I do not care
The presence of people is ugly
and coldand something
I can neither watch nor bear
So, I prefer to lie in darkness
silence alone,listening to the
lack of light, or sound
or someone to talk to
for something to share
but there is no hope and
no-one is there
No, I don't speak anymore
and what should I say
since no- one is there
and there is nothing to say
All is oppressive, alles ist schwer
there is no-one and no-one is there....
