Ein Leichtes Leises Säuseln

"I'm on the run from outraged masses Across the wilderness I came to the end Waiting at the entrance for a long time Dumb and without a plan First there is a storm but you are not carried along Then there is an earthquake but you are also not involved From below I will fiercely pull on the roots until the upper world should move Col de ma ma daqua A whisper light and low A voice of floating silence And if there were tremendous waters I know you wouldn't partake in any more floods Even if it rains meteors today You are just not taking part I will fiercely pull on all twenty two roots Until the upper world should move I raise my voice against it 'till out of the whisper the answer wafts to me" "Ein Leichtes Leises Säuseln"