- I am walking on a dirt road on my way back home.
It´s the beginning of a new day. I encounter a little girl.
She says she wants out and see the world.
She asks me where I'm headed.
And my answer is, home from where I once came.
The heating sun just rose
And the wind scatters small grains of sand in my face.
I walk In the sunrise. After an hour, a young woman approaches me.
She says she's looking for her beloved who will be the farther of their child.
I go on with dry lips. And I see the clouds come and go.
I encounter an adult woman with a big sack on her back.
I ask, should I be afraid of the dark clouds?
She says, - you must not be afraid. The sun always shines behind the clouds.
More dangerous is carrying a heavy sack - she says.
At first i learned from someone that I knew, not to look into your eyes.
Then I learned I needed others to get through. To look into my eyes.
What you hide, you hide. What you fear is also mine, also mine, fear.
So look into my eyes, my eyes, and you will see, will see.
My deeper soul, my soul, live from what you've learned.
And not from what your told. This is the story of my life on Venuz
- I walk in the midday sun. I go on and my feet begins to ache
Its getting darker. A moment later I meet an old lady.
My shadow is longer now and makes a temporary imprint on the ground.
The old lady leans her cane against a tree and says
- you have to go a little faster now
- they are waiting for you at home
with a good rest and a dreamless sleep
-At first i learned from someone that I knew, not to look into your eyes.
Then I learned I needed others to get through. To look into my eyes.
What you hide, you hide. What you fear is also mine, also mine, fear.
So look into my eyes, my eyes, and you will see, will see.
My deeper soul, my soul, live from what you've learned.
And not from what your told. This is the story of my life on Venuz
- I walk as the sun sinks down. I hasten further.
and after a while almost everything is black,
only a narrow cut of moonlight lights up my path.
And I suddenly feel I've met a young child
The child's warm little hand takes mine
and it says – Its me, as we go towards the light
where the road ends .
- I walk In the pale moonlight. This is the simple path of life.
I walk In the pale moonlight. This is the simple path of life.
Look into my eyes, my eyes, what you hide, you hide.
What you fear. Is also mine, look into my eyes.
Look into my eyes. We need others to get through.
This is the story of my life on Venuz
This is the story of my life on Venuz

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