She was lost, out of consciousness
Unknown to me, when I found her at my door.
And she smiled, she looked so helplessly.
For a while, I asked her to stay with me.
When she looked like a refugee,
In her eyes was nothing left but fear.
Without trust, without self-confidence,
Calmed by drugs, she escaped
From a childhood of tears.
And some day, she will spread her wings,
She will fly through the summer rain, into the light.
When she sings, flowers in the air, in her hair,
Blossoms everywhere, and she looks so sweet.
The lights in her hair were like dust from the stars.
And with the blood from our hearts
We will feed, feed the love we share
My caress, my darling, my lost angel…