사랑하는 내 친구, Janet에게
Melchior:
Where I go, when I go there
No more memory anymore
Only men on distant ships,
The women with them, swimming with them to shore
Moritz:
Where I go, when I go there
No more whispering anymore
Only hymns upon your lips
A mystic wisdom, rising with them to shore
Ernst:
Touch me just like that
And that oh, yeah now, that's heaven
Now that I like
God that's so nice
Now lower down where the figs lie
Moritz: (Spoken)
Still, you must admit, with the two anatomies, it truly is daunting.
I mean how everything might.
Melchior: (Spoken)
Measure up?
Moritz: (Spoken)
Not that I'm saying I wouldn't...I wouldn't want to not...would ever not want to.
Melchior: (Spoken)
Moritz?
Moritz: (Spoken)
I have to go.
Melchior: (Spoken)
Moritz, wait.
Otto:
Where I go, when I go there
No more shadows anymore
Only men with golden fins
The rythm in them, rocking with them to shore
Georg:
Where I go, when I go there
No more weeping anymore
Only in and out your lips
The broken wishes, washing with them to shore
All:
Touch me-all silent
Tell me-please-all is forgiven
Consume my wine
Consume my mind
I'll tell you how, how the winds sigh
Touch me-just try it
Now there-that's it-God that's heaven
Touch me
I'll love your light
I'll love you right
We'll wander down, where the sins lie
Touch me-just like that
Now lower down, where the sins lie
Love me-just for bit
We'll wander down, where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh
Where the winds sigh