She captivated

Burning up within me:

„Fiery water” distilled from barley grains.

A handful of Mexican leaves

And I had run out of breath,

This state in resemblance to a dream.

I know a lot of them

I know a lot of these plants

Which are doping the head

Which are stealing time.

But still none of them,

Could compare to you,

Could dazzle me,

And take away my guilt.

Meadows at the end of summer

I squeezed the oily, seasonal evil

straight from them.

Beautiful,

Unbearable strength

In which the darkness

Is bursting through me.

I know a lot of them

I know a lot of these plants

Which are doping the head

Which are stealing time.

But still none of them,

Could compare to you,

Could dazzle me,

And take away all these sins.

Again and again on the fragile wave of my time

I’m flying so high and then

I fall down to the ground.

And then onwards with my hands full of poisonous plants.

Everything I had was so easily lost.

If only for moment – I lost my self-confidence,

If only for a moment – I lost my will to go on,

Would you be able to give me another chance?

Would you be able again to rescue my soul?

Always silent and narrow

Streets in the valley of shadows.

If you don’t help me again,

I’ll never get out from here.

So, would you give me the chance?

If you don’t help me again,

I’ll never get out from here.

Let me go back safe.