I am burning within me
For thousands of years,
Like the burning desert
At mid day.
My heart has taken
The coal-black colour
By incessant burning,
It's now unbearable for me,
I don't want to be burnt anymore.
Come over my heart
As a piece of cloud,
And drench me
With your icy-cool water,
And cool my hot desert down.
I am burning within me
For thousands of years,
Like the icy-white desert
Of the north pole.
Under the desert my heart
Is buried,
And has taken the
Whitish blue colour of a corpse,
It's now unbearable for me.
I don't want to be buried
Under the icey-desert anymore,
Come over to me
As a piece of ray and
Pull me up and hold me
In your warm arms
Melting the icy grave.
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