Sehnsucht :: longing (english)

Let me ride your tear over the chin to Africa again in the lap of the lioness where I once was at home Between your long legs I search for last year's snow but there is no more snow here Let me ride your tear over clouds without luck the big bird pushes his head gently into his hideout Between your long legs I search for last year's sand but there is no more snow here Longing hides like and insect while asleep you don't notice that it stings you lucky, I will go nowhere the finger slips to Mexico but it sinks in the ocean longing is so cruel