Captivate me, start me, stop me breathing!
Blow me up to ashes and a devil's sign ...
You are cruel, but sweet pain is a peak,
On which we spill flames into darkness.
Be my artist, and I will be a saint -
Painting with pain and sin.
I do not ask if love is a dream,
Because I'm gone - I burned to the end.
Death is home, and you are my Paradise.
You reborn in the rain and create miracles.
Drink me till the sip, but know -
My most thirsty rye and I am dew.
I will have no flesh under a pale moon.
And in the days when you long for fervor,
You will remember - for you I am universal, one.
Even from the ashes of love, I will create.
Goodbye and Kisses ...