Now and then I'm scared,
when I seem to forget how sounds become words or even sentences
No, I don't speak anymore and what could I say,
since no-one is there and there is nothing to say ...
So, I prefer to lie in darkest 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, 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 straining her ears
But there is no-one, and it seems to me at times
that 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 cold
and something I can neither watch nor bear.
So, I prefer to lie in darkness silence alone,
listening to the lack of light, or sound, o
r 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