Sometimes you come in my dreams like that,
beautiful and gentle, as you always were,
with light steps conquer the heart again,
then you give wings back to lost happiness.
I read in your eyes that you offer me love,
and I am aware that everything is just a dream,
the soul is filled with restlessness and doubt,
I wait for the day in bare water.
Another dream that brings you back to me
and I know that everything is just a trick,
the heart still feeds on lies,
while my boat sails to the island of the lonely.