Westwerk

The meeting

(Gebet wider die Versuchung
Gebet um seligen Tod)

The mist covers our shivering bodies
And bloodred tears fall down on earth
My warming breath is kissing your skin
Your pale and peaceful face
You hit your teeth into my neck
And weakness overwhelms me
I see your eyes, your cold blue eyes
And long for being free

Free from pain and free from frontiers
And free from all this death
I look into your cold blue eyes
and inhale your mortal breath

I pull you down onto my neck
And give you all my life
I take the same right for myself
And tear up yours for me

From now on we're together
For every time and ever
From now on I am free
And enjoy my death with thee