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Wring out my soul where the waves break close to the bridges

Between nowhere a swarm of doubts lays on my timorous shoulders Alone with the shades, alone with myself

The pages turn, but the tales are the same

As I feel the breeze and the sounds of the Rhine

I cross the kneebridge as adrenaline flows in my legs again

This night changed me, this night possessed me

I am next to this moat as I feel something leaving me

The sticky air laces my throat and the cold light passes again

I listen attentive to the noises of the stream

The leaves cover the sky in this secret place

The rustling of the branches so loud and clear

My veins pounding for him...

Spees graben hear the whisper of the moat

Feels shale under my feet

That's my only dream, that's my only nightmare