Self-chosen it is, the loneliness here wished to describe
Alone it wants to be, and always longs away
Away from you and yours
Never filled with loathing
Always filled with love
To loneliness
To man
The lonely road everyone sometimes walks
No one stands dependent on the legs of others< br/>In thought
In desire
To loneliness, to man
Freed is the flesh and leads the spirit
Away from the body
In the sense of a farewell never shared
With your reality