Satura

I was on the gallery of my mind
I heard the music of my soul
I saw the holes in my heart
And drank the tears of my pain
I stood in the shadow of my life
And waited for my appearance
On the street of my loneliness
In the walls of my fear
On the street of my loneliness
Turn around and show me your face
I see my shadow in your hand
I see my last time prepared
I feel my blood in your veins
But what comes next?
But what comes next?
Finally, I find the joy of life
I want to feel you - touch you
But I am afraid
I am afraid
I close my eyes to you
And look into the twilight of my soul
I reach out my hand to you
But only touch the fear in me
Alone in these halls
Just you and I
Turn around and show me your face

I never saw so many doors
Never so many ways out
Never was I held back
But now I lie in chains
Turn around and show me your face

I feel my strength slowly fading
In the storm of time, my eyesight fading
As an old man, I stand up
For the last time, I reach out my hands

I feel my strength slowly fading
In the storm of time, my eyesight fading
As an old man, I stand up
For the last time, I reach out my hands
You turn around and show me your face
But I am too old and cannot see you