I am sitting hidden at the foot of an oak,
Songs strike up longing, flying sadly with the wind.
Swing themselves on a cloud, floating in the wide world,
Looking for a human who is imprisoned by a dream.
Penetrate his soul to allay softly the sorrow,
Want to take all pain with them into eternity.
Rain falls from the dark sky and I am weeping silently,
Because the way to my soul is misplaced for all time.
I open my eyes, extinguished is the starlight,
Quiet my songs die away. Sadness fulfils my existence.
Feeling the wind like a warm breath that embraces me,
Hoping that one day it will bring back all the stars.
Comforted by the moonlight, I wait for the next day to come.
Just another day of all those days of time.
Another day that will make my heart beat full of hope and joy.