When I try to translate the sunlight
I have to avoid the heat of the origin
only leave the warmness
in my heart, thinking about you from far away

When I try to translate the moonlight
I dare to look into your eyes
for the love that chills me to the death
without a word, just enjoying the sound of your breathing

When I try to translate the rain
your lines of poetry
soak me in as whole
in that pureness and transparency

When I try to translate the cloud
dreaming with you
is that much lighter
and exiles in such a free form

When I try to translate the sea
there not only is the taste of your tears
but also are the waves of your happiness
that I am willing to get oeverwhelmed at any time