Remembering being late on my first date

Эрнст Миллер
I wondered if she was worried by my presence
In the middle of life, I missed my existence
In the city where nobody cares about my future
I become an intrinsically vulnerable human creature

I tried to withstand my wave of anxiety
I tried to explain my impropriety,
But each word came out meaningless
Leaving me nothing, but total emptiness

We walked through the streets full of people,
But it did not reassure me - I felt crippled
I had to make an effort to set my heartbeat
To come back to the walk on this street

The night was completely melancholic and starless
The street was diving into the unforgivable darkness
She said: "We need to light this night with snow."
"She is the one," I thought, "I know, yes, I know".