Afternoon Nap Songtext
von The Fernweh

For I had been a modern moth and hurled
Myself on many a flaming world,
To find its globe was glass.
In you alone
I met the naked light, by you became
Veteran of a flame That burns away all but the warrior bone.
And I shall know, if time should falsify
This star the company of my night,
Mine is the heron′s flight
Which makes a solitude of any sky.