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Satisfied with peace, hopes, love,

You were so eager up, straight into the clouds

Old hopes stubbornly called new,

And she was in a hurry again, to be sure.

Where it is so beautiful, quiet and free,

Where they please and forever praise without end,

Where anyone could be a companion

Rejecting dreams, she penetrated into voices again.

I was in such a hurry, tirelessly and whimsically,

Through cities, patricians and countries,

As if this path is so important

And with every step it got weird.

You penetrated souls, destroying all foundations,

She rejected everything and took her lies for the beginning,

And again she was so eager, became brave and harsh,

To incomprehensible stars, and my love is just near.