Jan Hauck (June 1,1978)
You followed me when there was light around me,
And I could not see you or your shadow.
When the night came and the leaves fell,
You were still there.
We kissed when I still wondered who you are,
Perhaps my death or one more scar,
What do I care, what hollow grief,
Ever a transition and luck, but may it be mine?
It mattered not if you followed me through the light,
A dim dawn it always was, your shadow,
A home from the corner of my eye,
Enticed by the beekeeper's daughter,
The other love, two poles, like a magnet,
My dark and my light,
Which incarnation would you take,
Another one I have met before and lost so well?
But it matters that I have not met you yet,
It matters that you still follow me,
Carry the light and a little bit of life.
While I walk, still walk,
And I consider it a miracle,
How two poles, like a magnet, can draw
All power out of the dark,
While I vow to give up neither one of you.
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