Der Sturm knickte meine Zweige,
Er brach meine Äste.
Mein Schrei, mein Flüstern, das Rascheln meiner Seele verstummte im wilden Getose seiner unstillbaren Lust.
Er nahm mir meine unschuldige Natur.
Verwurzelt im Leben erblühe ich immer wieder erneut und hoffe auf die Nacht, in der er mich bricht.



The storm cracked my twigs.
It broke my boughs.
My yell, my whispering, the rustling of my soul hushed in the wild ruster of his insatiable lust.
He took my innocent nature.
Enrooted in life I am blossoming again and hope for the night in which he'll breake me.

Kisssiiii! Thanks, Thanks thanks thaanks alot
CAN EVERYBODY HEAR ME?
This is the greatest girl/woman ^.~ I've ever known.
She translated the discriptions of "tungl" and "sól" from german to english for me, cause my english is...nya~~ really bad. I'm sorry.
So SHE DID IT! SHE's THE ONE!
*gg* *knuuuutsch*

Good Night everybody,

in good ol' Germany it's once again time to go to bed.
Right now I'm waiting for a call from my sweet one.
One of these rare weeks has past where my beloved was with me. now it's again waiting waiting waiting as time flows by without him.
.
.
.
I'll never get used to it that he's no longer there.....
Sleeping alone again.

I'm too lazy thinking about a longer text in english..
My last English class was 2 Years ago and I'm kind of rust up with the vocabulary *searching all time in the dictionary*
Sorry, but that's all I could say.
*sing* "That's I've got to saaaaaaaay" (Last Unicorn)