Scorpions - Crying Days

“... About her - about her only beloved - why there is no language capable of expressing that which is much higher than veneration, much higher than everything that we can call. Oh, who is able to pronounce your name and not feel that no matter how much he talks about you, all the same, you cannot explain your perfection with any words. - Only with sounds - oh, am I not too indiscreet if I think that sounds will be more obedient to me than words. You, you are everything to me, all my bliss - oh, no - in my sounds I too could not express it; although you, nature, have not sparingly gifted me here, it’s still not enough for her. Beat only quietly, poor heart - that’s all you can. For you - always for you - only you - forever you - to the grave only you - my joy - my everything. Oh Creator, take care of her - bless her days - take all misfortunes from her to me.