08/29/08 at 04:14 PM
She is ugly, that it is a horror. If she looks into the sky then the light is afraid. Shines from down in her face. So she must hide herself on the day, does not want to frighten the light nevertheless, lives in the shade passes, she sees a star being resplendent and impores/ Draw me beauty on the cheeks. Morning star oh, seems on the face mine. Throw a warm light on my noface say to me that i'm not alone.
"Ugly, you are ugly, you, you are ugly"
I went alone to the night the late birds any longer did not sing. Saw sun children in the milling crowd, and so I shouted to the starry sky. Morning star oh, shine on the dearest my. Throw a warm light on her noface. Morning star on shine on the soul my. Throw a warm light on his heart breaks say her, that I cry.
"Because you, you are ugly, you are simply ugly"
Humans are nevertheless an eye animal, beautiful things I wish for but you, you are not beautiful, no. Morning star oh, shine on the dearest my. Throw a warm light on her. Say to her she is not alone. And the star wants to shine, on the dearest my. The chest me warms goes where the life strikes. Seeing with the heart she is beautiful ~Rammstein~