Translated by A. Z. Foreman - Self-Destruction lyrics

Seven times did the wolf cry unto the kid: "Stop." Only then did he devour. What drove me to be drawn so To whatever the heart is drawn to. What drove me to attempt to sever Waters from waters, which never Can be severed and nowhere But in the heavens Are changed into air. Meanwhile Only the heart remains, fragile As ever, stuck, And all that never rose to the bait Pinned on its hook.