North Sea's wave
Whispered your name.
The dry and dead jungle
turned green and lively.

The shark roared and fled.
But the fish became glad.
The cage was broken by sadness.
The canary became free.

The Sahara got your plait's fragrance
by mere happiness.
The loving girl longs for your face.

The roaring sea danced happily at the horizon.
The fearful night, the ugly night,
trembled like willows.

Your name is running water.
Your name is freedom.
Wherever you go they speak about rebuilding.

Like the jungle full of joy,
like the sea full of happiness,
without you the heart
is like a fish in a basin.

Without you the world is unjust.
The free heart is sad.
The violent heart is cheerful

To think of you
My words feel strong
and the night will be beautiful
Even the moon knows
how I feel
My words don't lie.

To think of you
I will be born
To think of you
today is not easy
To think of you
simply means
to philosophize.