weak and good you are –
I will slit your throat
in a short and light cut –,
and forget you –
but it doesn’t help my beloved –
you gave her everything,
what you had –
I gave her more –
I gave her something great,
which I had –
not everything –
not do I guide the hand of god –
but I,
not you, have sinking, drowning
swallowed water from the river, whose banks
are god’s lips bent down over the earth –
with you my beloved could sleep
without fear –
you are weak and good –
with a short and light cut I will slit your throat –,
I don’t want to know you
I don’t speak your language
you cannot see, what you have done –
but it is necessary, that you die,
so that I can forget you –
I don’t know if I loved her,
but it was my woman
in the world –
die –