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 (secretly) 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, 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 ...
[00:31.390]Now and then I'm scared, [00:35.130]when I seem to forget how sounds become words or even sentences ... [00:43.770]No, I don't speak anymore and what could I say, [00:49.960]since no-one is there and there is nothing to say ... [00:58.990]So, I prefer to lie in darkest silence alone ... [01:05.980]listening to the lack of light, or sound, or someone to talk to, [01:15.560]for something to share ... [01:18.970]- but there is no hope and no-one is there. [01:28.380]No, no, no ...- not one living soul and there is nothing (left) to say, [01:40.580]in darkness I lie all alone by myself, [01:46.600]sleeping most of the time to endure the pain. [02:24.320]I am not breathing a word, [02:28.100]I haven't spoken for weeks [02:33.870]and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly) straining her ears. [02:37.440]But there is no-one, [02:40.470]and it seems to me at times [02:43.870]that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind ... [03:22.030]I am the mistress of loneliness, [03:28.000]my court is deserted but I do not care. [03:34.490]The presence of people is ugly and cold [03:40.690]and something I can neither watch nor bear. [03:49.540]So, I prefer to lie in darkness silence alone, [03:56.850]listening to the lack of light, or sound, or someone to talk to, [04:03.040]for something to share ... [04:09.510]- but there is no hope and no-one is there. [04:18.000]No, I don't speak anymore and what should I say, [04:24.680]since no- one is there and there is nothing to say? [04:31.180]All is oppressive, alles ist schwer, [04:37.970]there is no-one and NO-ONE IS THERE ...
