In my thoughts lies the black
colour that colours this world,
darkness, beautiful blackness in sparkle,
where existentialism is released in earnest.
Deep as the night without stars,
reflection of the soul in its sincere flight,
in every shadow there are hidden quarrels,
and in every glance there is a whole universe.
Black as the abyss of dreams,
where life dances in its eternal swaying,
in the gloom I find my senses,
and in the dark I discover my being too.
Colouring my existence black,
I embrace the duality of life in essence,
for in the darkness the conscience finds
the freedom of truth in its presence.