Lass mich nicht los //
©2002 T/M: N.Weth / Übersetzung: Judy Bailey, Patrick Depuhl
Who told you
I want to see that?
What moved you
to draw me in?
My heart is enraged,
wounded and silent.
My God, why?
Don't evade me,
look straight at me.
I give back to you
what I can't carry.
Is there a God?
I ask you:
My God, for what?
Don't let me go,
don't let me go
if you see what I see
and what is tearing me apart.
Don't let me go,
don't let me go.
Stay with me when I question
and when I cry out.
I cannot see you
and yet I can sense you.
I hold on to you
whoever you are.
What I don't know,
and can't yet understand,
I lay before you, my God.
Don't let me go
when I fall.
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