I'm afraid thunderstorms, all the while thinking - strong,
Afraid of the pain, though, seem steel.
Hide me in your arms,
They are like wings, a talisman, a wall.
Take prisoner, sweet and reliable,
Just don't lock it in a cage for a hundred locks.
I'm afraid the shackles, I'm really free,
I'm afraid of disappointment between now and then.
In your arms free ... madwoman. ..
From your lips near mine.
I'm so weak with you ...and strong,
Holy and sinful between the destinies of life!