“Love in its essence
is not of this world…”
                                     Hannah Arendt

Today I dreamed – a road on white cobblestones…
(and there are black ones, I understood it through pain! )
I saw Love – it is from another planet,
without horses and reins, fly in your two-wheeled cart!

There is no legality there, no duplicity,
there is no planned duel, no dancing either.
There everyone learns how to be silent well,
for a kiss they sing and step on tiptoe.

A planet of love, without crying at night
there the sun shines in the wild evenings.
And the moon is born from stars during the day…
Hardly engaged and happily divorced? –

there is no human love hierarchy,
nor jealousy, over the glass with EGO.
Every affection and warm desire
is a celebration in the bedroom – for her and him!

Let the dream meet, these warm cobblestones,
with the shells white of caress and daydream
Let everyone be in love on this Planet,
under the law: To be drunk only from love!