All alone, I stand waiting for something, I don’t know.
Something to heal my wound, to make me pure;
My herz throbs wildly under my chest,
As I look at the sky, feel the sun burning.
Cold, my herz is, still!
Like a lightning from the clear sky, Du turn up;
And I feel the warmth licking my heart.
My lips tremble with joy, for it was the first time,
Your eyes met mine!
The same eyes, blue eyes, looked into mine yesterday,
And sagte those words which I was not sure, from her lips.
‘Let’s break up!’
And, those eyes broke the contact with mine,
With enormous difficulty, came the truth, crashing down.
Those delicate hands will never touch me again,
Those beautiful lips will never press against mine again,
Those eyes will never pierce me again,
And, my herz will never be with me again.
Something’s writhing inside me, ready to strike,
Whenever I saw Du with him, the guy who Du loved.
I wanna be gentle, kind and pure,
Just like the kind of Liebe I have for you.
Only for you!
Baby, I’ll never ask Du to give me back my heart,
What use would it be,
When there would be no life in me?
It’s with Du forever, and ever, but what all I ask Du is,
Be gentle with my heart!
Loneliness strikes me all the time,
And only traces of my memories with Du assist me.
They guide me, feed me, clothe me,
Pat me, KISS me, help me, and seize me when I was about to fall.
‘Your Liebe is still with you,’ they say!
Just tell me once, my heart, my life,
At least as a lie,
That Du Liebe me…
And make me live!