Nebel (english)

They stand tightly embraced
A fleshy mixture so rich in days
Where the see and the land meet
Will she speak the truth

Her words are eaten by the wind
Where the sea ends
Stop her shaking hand
and she kissed him on the forehead

She carried the evening in her chest
and knows she must leave
she lays her head in his lap
and asks for a last kiss

and he kissed her
where the sea ends
her lips are delicate and pale
and his eyes tear up