Der Kleine Tod English translation
von Tiemo Hauer

You are
My afterglow
my little death
Shortness of breath personified
I want to perish in you and rise again as a better being
You are
No lovesong
More of a love cry
Before you know it, it's long gone
you are my little death
You
you are my little death
Do you remember the thousand depressions?
Of this heat? Of the last emotion?
The last words? That pleasant pain?
We fell into the little death together
Do you remember the burning sensation on the skin?
We were tender; were rough; were loud
Do you feel the hands gripping you tighter and tighter?
Can you feel the breath on your neck?


You are
My afterglow
my little death
Shortness of breath personified
I want to perish in you and rise again as a better being
You are
No lovesong
More of a love cry
Before you know it, it's long gone
you are my little death
You
you are my little death
You are
My afterglow
my little death
Shortness of breath personified
I want to perish in you and rise again as a better being
You are
No lovesong
More of a love cry
Before you know it, it's long gone
you are my little death
You
you are my little death