Take off your shoes,
walk with me
on the mossy forest ground
to those places out of bounds
Taste my skin,
explore me,
under the shadowy forest's roof,
making moves
Sooner than we think
an endless day goes by
Sooner than we think,
these moments we'll deny
So now we walk on thorns
and in the end we're torn
apart by all this loneliness
The wind blows through your hair,
drifts you away
In the dying forest's light
you disappear from sight