Ich werd zwar warten
ich werd mich freuen auf deine Rückkehr
Wir hatten bis jetzt so wenig Zeit
Doch es war mir jede Sekunde wert
Ich werd zwar warten
auf dich
deine Augen, deine Hände
doch ich werd dich vermissen
Ich werd zwar warten
ich werd mich freuen auf deine Rückkehr
Wir hatten bis jetzt so wenig Zeit
Doch es war mir jede Sekunde wert
Ich werd zwar warten
auf dich
deine Augen, deine Hände
doch ich werd dich vermissen
When there are no poems left to write
when we have no more songs left to sing
or books to read
What would even be so important?
Would I forget how you smile?
no.
I wouldn’t.
Let me dream with you
chasing higher, even deeper
through our connection
travelling endless worlds
Showing you, what my mind can do
loving every little star
showing you how I see through my eyes
how lovely, how beautiful you are
hold your breath
don’t look down
don’t breathe in
watch the water shimmering
don’t move
keep holding my hand
when the wave breaks
and the sky is only water
I want to wake up next to you
with the curtain halfway closed
so the sun won’t wake us so early
i want to hold you in my arms
while you lay close to me
give your head a soft kiss
to sleep through our alarms
because it’s too cozy under the blnket
looking into your sleepy eyes
forgetting how the time flies
Strive over your soft cheeks
sensing your body so soothing
to kiss you so endlessly
The air burns on my skin
Drops of sweat run down my body
the heat stings deeply in my chest
as rain evaporates in this war
the contrast between pure coldness
and the endless steaming warmth
i dies staring into your eyes
wanted to kiss you so badly
didn’t waant to waste the moment
was it the right thing to do?
So unsure of everything
i just enjoyed your prescence
but when I couldn’t kiss you
could I hold your hand once?
So gern würd‘ ich in den Bergen verschwinden
Die Stille und die Ruhe aufs Höchste genießen
mich in den wunderschönen Augenblicken verlieren
wenn Regentropfen mein Gesicht zieren
Der nächste Gipfel soll höher als der Letzte sein
noch schneller und schwieriger
nicht genug Herausforderung
nichts holt mich aus der Bergsucht heraus
Doch ich erinner‘ mich an deine Worte
Ich soll immer vorsichtig sein
Denn du bist in meinem Herzen da
doch auf dem Berg, da bin ich allein
How can you awake so many emotions
in a way that no one did before
with so less words
almost jealous, so amazed
i would have never thought
that this poetry would mean so much to me
cause every of your poems sounds like your voice
singing like you sang for me on the piano in Italy
Consciously knowing that I lost myself
Feelings are going to happen
Even if we can’t do anything about it
there is no other way than to let go
Eliminate this self-destructive thinking
to enjoy the purity of the moment
cathing every little detail
that completes our orchestra of feelings
When I look at the sky
i don’t need any answers anymore
my sould escapes to be free
to dance wildly on the shore
the burning sun inside your chest
like a newborn phoenix flying
moving everything to wind and waves
leaving my face nothing but smiling
On the highest, so far mountain
every last tree was my friend
until I reached the so long awaited peak
and my view of this beautiful universe had no end
The time where thinking might never stop
especially on the rainy and lonely ones
when the days might never have an end
I don’t complain, because nights sky is where my mind belogs
to your music, if your poems count as songs
Let’s imagine there’s no tomorrow
Let the clockwerk corrode until the last damn second passed
It would be sad, right?
To enjoy the mild wind of the last sunrise
drinking a warm cup of tea, sinking into my cozy chair
let the forest fill your lungs with cold air, closing your eyes to expand your chest to its fullest
for one last time, jump onto the air and let infinity never tough the ground again
let yourself fall
fall back
back into my arms
because tomorrow will be infinite
There are certain mornings when
laying in those arms is more important
than getting up early for useless alarms
you want to open the curtains
breathe in the fresh mild air
and start making breakfast for her
let our lips softly touch, just before
we even said „good morning“
to tow me back into last-nights dreams
when I look in your eyes,
just like before, all those uncoutable times
Zu oft schrieb ich die gleichen Gedichte
Gefühle, der regen, die endlosen Nächte
ihre wunderschönen Augen, wie sehr ich sie vermisse
wie sehr ich mich durch träume und Musik zerreisse
Vielleicht werden meine Ideen irgendwann kreativer
oder ich find noch andere Worte
und jemand findet meine Texte
genauso ideenlos wie ich
As the night overwhelms my sleep
and tows me back into unknown scenery
creating my own dreamscape
scattered in its own hallucination
still resting so calm, so deep
listening one more time to reminding melody
watching blurred images so defined, for realitys sake
letting the clock define the target to my destination
Do I even want to wake up?
no imagined borders made up
Can’t this world be infinite?
until I feel the warmth of other silhouette