I don't know if you're a spirit or a mortal being
I don't know if you're a spirit or a mortal being.
Can you in space be sought,
Or only when the fate pronounces her sentence
We yearn and long to hear or even dream of you
Space all there for you: in thy daily pondering,
The sleepless colorless night,
And of your lyrics of fame, the sky
Blink, and of your eyes, the metallic fire.
She who was more cherished, no-one missed admiring
Cheers are miss and more, not
Even the traitors spanner to lure,
Not even the one who caressed the hot fire and cooked.